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.

say anywhere that he has a

complicated,” Sophia said, her

down, and

Sophia on the sofa. The cushions sank beneath her weight as she settled in, her

She painted a vivid picture of

contorting with each new revelation. The kitchen seemed to shrink around

voice tinged with wry humor. “I also have a friend

it mildly. Now I understand why you are looking for information about your past,” Becky replied thoughtfully,

quietly, a mischievous glint in her

you think

Becky. You’re adorable, except when you’re scowling at me,” laughed

tousled hair and bleary eyes betraying his confusion at

the middle of the night?” he asked,

of playfulness in her tone. “But I have to go to bed,

her seat, a sense of purpose guiding her movements as she motioned for Becky to seize the opportunity and talk to Benjamin. Becky nodded her thanks, her expression a mix

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

voice barely a whisper in the quiet room. “And if all goes according to plan, you will be married to Alexander. Let this story serve as advice to

traced the faded ink

only knew,” she murmured, a wistful smile playing at her lips

to uncover the secrets within her grandfather’s diary remained steadfast. With the worn book in hand, she

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