After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#212 “Nervous, Worried, and Most of All, Missing You.”

As Sophia sifted through the myriad details of Audrey Thompson’s online presence, she couldn’t help but be drawn into the opulence and mystery that seemed to envelop her. Audrey’s life was a carousel of high society events, from art gallery openings to charity balls, each photograph showcasing her amid the glitterati of London.

Yet, amid the glamour, there was a conspicuous absence of any mention of her professional life or the origins of her wealth, which piqued Sophia’s curiosity even further. She pondered over the lavish lifestyle Audrey led, wondering about the secrets that might lurk behind those polished smiles and the clinking of champagne glasses.

The buzz of her phone snapped Sophia out of her contemplation, her heart leaping at the sight of Alexander’s name on the screen. She quickly answered, eager for the comfort of his voice in the midst of the chaos swirling around her.

“Hello,” she greeted warmly, despite the whirlwind of events surrounding her.

“Hello, love,” Alexander’s voice came through, a hint of fatigue laced with an attempt at light-heartedness. “I saw you on the news, you dodge journalists quite well,” he chuckled, trying to lift the mood.

Sophia exhaled, a mix of relief and frustration in her voice. “God, Alexander, it’s all just so overwhelming. Seeing those journalists swarm around us…”

Alexander’s tone turned somber, reflective of the gravity of their situation. “I know, love. My father’s antics have really thrown us into the deep end,” he sighed.

“How are you holding up?” Sophia inquired, concern evident in her voice.

and most of all, missing you,” Alexander

heart ached at his words. “I miss you too. It sounds like you

My mother’s been digging through everything she can find, but we’ve come up

she had learned and her uncertainty about contacting

out to Audrey?”

think I should talk to Benjamin first, but after how

his voice firm. “He said he loved you, Sophia. If he truly does, he’ll

Sophia countered, her morals clashing with her need for

not exploiting anything. You’re seeking truth, for both

It’s time to mend

Sophia conceded, a resolve settling over her. “I’ll

keep me updated. I’ll call you as soon as I can,” Alexander said, his voice laced with affection and a hint of

“Good luck, Alex.”

“You too, Sophie.”

the call, each carrying a piece of

before dialing Benjamin’s number, her heart racing with a mix of apprehension and determination. As the phone rang, she rehearsed what she wanted to say, hoping to bridge the gap that had formed between them. When Benjamin finally answered, his voice was cool, and distant, a stark contrast to the warmth she

Sophia,” she started, trying to inject

his voice flat, guarded. “What do