After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

Chapter 212

#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.

worried, and most of all, missing you,” Alexander

words. “I miss you too. It

trying to figure out our next move. My mother’s been digging

Jeremy, sharing the little she had learned and

you’re considering reaching out to Audrey?” Alexander

to Benjamin. “I think I should talk to Benjamin first, but after how

said he loved you, Sophia. If he truly does, he’ll want to help, regardless of

exploit his feelings,” Sophia countered, her morals clashing with her need for

You’re seeking truth, for both of your

It’s time to mend that bridge,”

a resolve settling

love, but please keep me updated. I’ll call you as soon as I

“Good luck, Alex.”

“You too, Sophie.”

call, each carrying a piece of the other’s strength as they

she rehearsed what she wanted to say, hoping to bridge

inject a

acknowledged, his voice flat, guarded. “What do you

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