After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#229 “Can You Live With My Demons?”

Caroline was wearing a black dress that she knew Nelson would like. She had ordered his favorite food to be prepared and was waiting for him to come. Alexander contacted her a while ago to assure her that the cameras were working and everything was ready.

Her heart raced when she heard a knock on the front door. She was ready to help her son. She knew she had to extract a confession from Nelson and help save the Stone Enterprise.

She took a deep breath to steady her nerves, smoothing the fabric of her sleek black dress. The soft silk hugged her form, chosen specifically to remind Nelson of the past they once shared-a past she now needed to manipulate for her son’s future.

As she walked to the door, her heels clicked against the marble floor with a measured, deliberate sound. Each step echoed in the spacious foyer, mingling with the rhythmic beating of her heart. She paused briefly before the ornate door, gathering her composure.

Opening it, she greeted Nelson with a practiced smile. “Nelson,” she said warmly, stepping aside to let him in. ” It’s been too long.”

Nelson, still charismatic as ever, stepped into the foyer, his eyes lighting up as they took in Caroline’s appearance. “Caroline, you haven’t changed a bit,” he remarked, his tone smooth, betraying a hint of the charm that had once won her over.

She led him into the dining room, where the table was set with meticulous care-fine china, crystal glasses, and candles casting a soft glow. The aroma of cooked lamb-the dish Nelson had always favored- wafted from the kitchen, mingling with the subtle scent of Caroline’s perfume.

sat down, Caroline kept her demeanor calm and inviting, masking the tumultuous mix of emotions inside her. Across the

no time when the conversation began. “I guess you want to get back together,” he said, a hint

see how this dinner goes, Nelson, “Caroline replied as she approached him, her tone neutral

inevitable, dear? You know you want me,” Nelson stated, taking a sip of his wine with an air of

even know what you’ve been doing all these years, I don’t know if…”

I the same?” Nelson

Caroline smiled, playing

the distance to Caroline’s chair with deliberate steps. He lifted her

hear that I’ve become a better person, that I’m modest or honest,

want you to be anyone else,”

Winning is always important to me. I will not alter my principles just to play the good husband,” Nelson proclaimed, his tone unyielding. “Caroline, you were drawn to me because I gave you the freedom

know everything about you. I want to know the worst thing you’ve

need to know that?” Nelson laughed, a note of skepticism in his

worst, loving you at your best will be easy. I don’t expect you to change; I just want honesty. I need to know the terrible things so I

if trying to read the depths of her intentions. With a smirk, he leaned

said, his voice dropping to a huskier tone. “But if it’s

letting the silence stretch out between them. Caroline remained poised, though her heart was pounding in her chest.