After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#217 “Come With Me.”

“Your grandfather made me purchase a flat here in London in my name, where he used to stay,” Audrey revealed, her tone tinged with a hint of nostalgia and apprehension.

“An apartment?” Sophia queried, her curiosity piqued.

“I didn’t want anyone to associate it with him, so, to make it difficult to trace, I bought and registered it in my name. The money he was sending me was meant for the taxes on the apartment and also for Benjamin’s care.

“What kind of apartment has a tax of twenty thousand dollars?” Sophia’s disbelief was palpable.

“Well, ten, the rest was for me,”

Audrey corrected with a gentle smile. ”

However, Christopher always had a taste for the finer things, and style comes with a price tag.”

“Could you take me there?” Sophia inquired eagerly, her mind already racing with possibilities.

“I can provide you with the address. There’s no need for me to accompany you. There’s a maid who has been looking after it all these years, and she’ll be able to assist you with anything you need.”

the room with Becky in

go,” Benjamin suggested, his tone decisive. “It might be useful for all of us to

feeling a twinge of resistance. “I’m not sure if it’s necessary,” she began, but Benjamin

tinged with concern. “You and I also have more to learn about the past.

Fine,” she acquiesced, trying

herself in a bad situation because she had gone alone. Now it wouldn’t hurt to take reinforcements with her, and he owed it to Benjamin to know the

Sophia couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease that had settled over her. The familiar sights of London passed by outside the window, but inside the

Sophia,” Becky began, her tone casual yet tinged with an underlying edge, “What

Becky’s subtle hostility, wondering why the young woman seemed to have taken an instant dislike to her. “I’m digging into the past,” Sophia replied

why are you bringing Benjamin into this?” Becky snapped, her tone

Becky’s abruptness, Sophia

have a long history,” she explained, trying

silence. Sophia couldn’t help but feel perplexed by Becky’s hostility, unable to understand what she had done

With a quick glance at Becky, who remained aloof, Sophia rang the doorbell. Moments later, the door swung open, revealing a woman who greeted Sophia with a

the woman told her. “My name

of confusion at Diana’s statement. Why would this woman

seemed to hold the key to her grandfather’s enigmatic past. Her mind buzzed with questions, each one a thread she hoped would

to ask,” she began, her voice a mix of eagerness and apprehension. “What was your relationship with my grandfather? And why

with a hint of sadness. “Christopher and I were close friends,” she explained gently. “He

absorbing Diana’s words. “But why wait until now to reach out to me?” she pressed, her tone

was understanding. Your grandfather was a private man, Sophia. He didn’t want to burden you with his affairs