After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#208 “It’s Time for the World to Learn the Truth.”

The next day, Alexander awoke to an empty bed, the absence of Sophia’s warmth a stark reminder of her departure. It was a sensation he had grown unaccustomed to, and it left a hollow ache in his chest.

As he moved through the apartment, the sight of the shattered remnants of their once-pristine home only served to deepen his sense of unease. The broken kitchen, and the splintered furniture – they were all painful reminders of the turmoil that had invaded their lives.

With a heavy sigh, Alexander trudged into the kitchen and set about making himself a cup of coffee. The rhythmic sound of the coffee machine filled the silence, a stark contrast to the tumultuous thoughts swirling in his mind.

Sipping his coffee slowly, Alexander contemplated his next move. The message he had received earlier that morning weighed heavily on his mind the board of directors meeting. It was a clear indication that his father was growing impatient and that the deadline for his decision was fast approaching.

The twenty-four hours were almost up. But Alexander refused to be swayed by his father’s manipulative tactics. He wouldn’t allow himself to succumb to the pressure, to bow down to the threats hanging over Sophia and his mother like a dark cloud.

He wouldn’t let his father get away with it by using their lives as bargaining chips in his

decided not to waste any more time and quickly prepared for the directors’ meeting. Dressed in a suit as usual, he got into his car and drove

wave of tension engulfing the atmosphere. The room was filled with the hushed murmurs of the directors, their faces etched with concern and anticipation. Alexander’s arrival seemed to add an extra layer of unease to the already

the wary glances exchanged between the directors. Clearing his throat, he spoke up, his voice cutting through the silence like

his brow furrowed in confusion. “Why did

directors exchanged puzzled looks, some shuffling papers in an attempt to find answers. It was then that Alexander’s father made his grand entrance, striding

with smugness. “It seems like my son has forgotten the little

father had orchestrated the entire

the purpose of this meeting, Father?” Alexander questioned, his tone laced with barely concealed

“Oh, just a little chat about the future of the company, my dear boy, ” he replied, his words dripping with malice. “I believe it’s time for you to make a decision one

and his father crackling like static electricity in the air. Alexander stood his ground, his jaw

remain so,” Alexander declared firmly, his voice echoing with resolve as he locked eyes with his father, daring him to