After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#216 “We are Together.”

Alexander was feeling the pressure mounting with each passing day. Despite his best efforts, the investigations into his past seemed to hit dead ends at every turn. His mother, too, was tirelessly combing through old documents at the vila, hoping to unearth some clue that could shed light on their predicament. But so far, their efforts had yielded nothing substantial.

Meanwhile, Alexander’s father continued to dominate the headlines, spinning tales of victimhood and falsely claiming that he had left because his life was in danger. The press lapped up his sensationalized version of events, leaving Alexander feeling increasingly frustrated and isolated.

Once again, Alexander found himself seated in front of a battery of microphones, facing a barrage of probing questions from reporters eager to uncover any hint of scandal.

“Mrs. Stone, is it true that your marriage to Sophia Johnson was arranged?” one reporter inquired, cutting straight to the heart of the matter.

“Yes,” Alexander admitted, his voice steady despite the weight of the question. “Our marriage was arranged, and as you know, it’s over.”

“But are you still with Miss Johnson?” the reporter persisted, her tone insistent.

and I intend to stay with her,” Alexander asserted firmly. “We are together, and we

unsatisfied with his response, peppering him with further inquiries and

move. So Miss Johnson has inherited almost half the company,” another journalist chimed

which I do not intend to discuss,” Alexander replied tersely, feeling his

being together now is yet another attempt to manipulate the business

if I married her again?”

each one more probing than the last. Alexander felt himself growing increasingly agitated,

Stone, your grandfather, did?” another reporter interjected,

the information about the company. Then the truth will come out,” Alexander replied, his voice tinged

making a mistake. He had no evidence other than his belief that his grandfather was

limit, Alexander made a fatal error. “You’re accusing your father of

out, his words echoing in the

knew he had overstepped, but at that moment, he couldn’t bear to face

a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside him – anger, frustration, and a gnawing sense of dread. He knew he had mishandled the situation, and now the consequences of his words hung heavy in