After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#195 “He Wants to Propose to Evelyn.”

As Sophia stirred from her slumber, she reached out for Alexander, expecting to feel his warmth beside her, but her hand met only empty sheets. Confusion clouded her mind as she glanced around the room, searching for any sign of him. The absence of his presence only fueled her suspicions, leaving her with a gnawing sense of unease.

Frowning, Sophia reached for her phone, hoping to find a message from Alexander explaining his sudden departure. Yet, to her dismay, there were no notifications from him. Her mind raced with questions, wondering where he could have gone and why he hadn’t told her.

Just as her frustration began to mount, a message from her best friend, Evelyn, lit up her screen. A small smile tugged at Sophia’s lips as she read the invitation to meet for coffee. Maybe spending time with Evelyn would help take her mind off her worries.

Sophia quickly got dressed and made her way to their favorite café, where Evelyn was already waiting for her, a steaming cup of coffee in hand. As Sophia approached, she couldn’t help but notice the furrow of concern on Evelyn’s brow.

“Hey,” Evelyn greeted, her voice tinged with concern. “You look like you could use some caffeine.”

Sophia nodded gratefully as she took a seat across from her friend. “Thanks,” she replied, reaching for the cup and taking a grateful sip. “It’s been a strange morning.”

Evelyn raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Strange how?”

saying anything,” she explained, frustration evident in her voice. “And he’s been acting so secretive lately. It’s starting to drive me

it,” she replied, her tone laced with exasperation. “Kyle’s been acting the same way lately. It’s like he’s hiding something, but whenever I ask, he just

sighed, knowing exactly how Evelyn felt. “Why do you think they’re

features. “I wish I knew,” she admitted, her voice tinged with frustration. “But whatever it is, I’m not going to let it ruin our day. We deserve some

for Evelyn’s friendship and the distraction it offered. “You’re right,” she agreed, determination shining in her eyes. Let’s enjoy our coffee

the troubling thoughts that had been plaguing her. She didn’t want to dwell on Alexander’s strange

nowhere

Where could he be? Why

It was well past midnight when Alexander finally returned home, his footsteps echoing through the silent apartment. Sophia’s relief at his arrival quickly turned to

she demanded,

in surprise at her accusation. “I-I…”

she pressed him for answers. “Do you have another woman?” she demanded,

“What? No!” he exclaimed,

her frustration outweighed her remorse. “Then what is it?” she demanded, her voice softer but no

not to tell,”

who?” Sophia pressed him, her eyebrows furrowing in