After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

Chapter 219

#219 “You will be Married to Alexander.”

Becky looked troubled by Sophia’s question. She opened the fridge and started rummaging in there, not looking for anything in particular, just giving herself time to think about how to answer.

The kitchen was dimly lit, the soft glow of the refrigerator casting shadows across the room. The faint hum of the appliance filled the air, a steady background noise punctuating the tense silence between the two women.

“Come on, tell me,” Sophia invited her, her voice echoing slightly in the quiet kitchen. “I have a right to know why you don’t like me.”

Becky’s fingers paused in their aimless search as she considered Sophia’s request. Her brow furrowed with uncertainty, betraying the turmoil of emotions swirling within her.

“Not that I don’t like you,” Becky sighed, her voice carrying a hint of resignation. “Just… what are you doing with Benjamin?”

Sophia’s laughter rang out, a bright contrast to the somber atmosphere. The sound seemed to bounce off the walls, momentarily breaking the tension in the room.

“Sorry, I think you got things wrong,” Sophia said, her laughter subsiding into a warm smile. “Me and Benjamin are brother and sister.”

Becky’s eyes widened in disbelief, her surprise evident in the way her gaze darted back and forth between Sophia’s face and the contents of the refrigerator.

“Why, it doesn’t say anywhere that he has a sister, nor

complicated,” Sophia said, her tone tinged with amusement.

sit down, and I’ll

to join Sophia on the sofa. The cushions sank beneath her weight as

recounting their convoluted story, her words filling the quiet space as she detailed their journey of discovery. She painted a

from disbelief to shock, her features contorting with each new revelation. The kitchen

story, her voice tinged with wry humor. “I also have a friend Alexander. You must have heard about him

why you are looking for information about your past,” Becky replied thoughtfully, her gaze fixed on Sophia’s

more quietly, a mischievous glint in

you think he’ll like

adorable, except when you’re scowling at

his confusion at

middle of the night?” he asked,

hint of playfulness in her tone. “But I have to go to bed, so I’ll leave

seat, a sense of purpose guiding her movements as she motioned for Becky to seize the

to her room, the weight of exhaustion settling over her, she felt a familiar pull toward her grandfather’s diary. With a sigh, she retrieved the worn leather-bound book from her bedside table, its pages holding the

the quiet room. “And if all goes according to plan, you will be married to Alexander. Let this story serve as advice to you that not everything is as

She traced the faded ink of her grandfather’s handwriting, each stroke a testament to the

only knew,” she murmured, a wistful smile playing at her lips as tears prickled at the corners

fatigue evident from the late-night reading session, yet her determination to uncover the secrets within her grandfather’s diary remained steadfast. With the worn

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