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.”

Benjamin returned to the room with Becky in tow, Sophia felt a

decisive. “It might be

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

his voice tinged with concern. “You and I also have more to learn about

she acquiesced, trying to push aside her

time, Sophia found 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

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 car, tension hung thick in the

yet tinged with an underlying edge, “What brings you

the young woman seemed to have taken an instant dislike to

you bringing Benjamin into this?”

Sophia paused before

affects him too. We have a long history,”

Sophia’s answer, leaving the rest of the journey shrouded in tense silence. Sophia couldn’t help but

finally reached the address given by Audrey, Sophia’s apprehension grew as she approached the imposing building. 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

Johnson,” the woman told

at Diana’s statement. Why would this woman be expecting her, and how did she

click of Sophia’s heels echoed through the spacious foyer as she followed Diana, the woman who seemed to hold the key to her grandfather’s enigmatic past. Her

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

Sophia, her expression serene yet tinged with a hint of sadness. “Christopher and I were close friends,” she explained gently. “He

now to

affairs while he was alive. But now that he’s gone, I believe it’s time for