After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

Chapter 239

#234 “Now I Want to Call Her My Wife.”

Alexander had dropped Sophia off at work and had just arrived at his office.

Things were much calmer now. Alexander hoped that after a few more interviews with reporters, everything could soon return to its usual rhythm of work.

It was more fun for him to watch the reporters tear his father apart now that they had aired a clip of his dinner with Caroline.

Alexander sat down at his desk, but before diving into his work, he wanted to make an important call. He picked up his phone and dialed Kyle.

“Hello, Alexander. Great performance, my friend. Last night’s press conference was wonderful,” Kyle greeted him with evident enthusiasm.

Alexander chuckled at his friend’s spirited reaction. “I’m glad it’s over. You’re back from your honeymoon already, aren’t you?”

“Two days ago. I still can’t bring myself to work, only romantic moments are in my head,” Kyle replied, his voice filled with a hint of whimsy.

Alexander laughed, finding joy in his

congratulations to you and Sophia. You really handled the reporters well. You have an amazing

you. I don’t like calling her my girlfriend anymore,”

“After all you’ve been

I want to call her my wife,” Alexander revealed with a

on the other end of the receiver, and Alexander had to pull the phone

to propose to her?” he heard

Evelyn is in the room,” Kyle laughed, clearly amused by the

to propose to her and I

squeal came from

Kyle responded, his voice now matching the enthusiasm

to it,” said Evelyn, eagerly

documents awaiting his attention. He was immersed in his work, the steady rhythm of productivity enveloping him once more. However, about an hour later, his concentration was shattered by the sound of his office door swinging open

purpose, a massive notebook clutched in her arms. Alexander couldn’t help but laugh at the sight-Evelyn, always enthusiastic and

his amusement but didn’t miss a beat. She flopped into the chair next to his desk, the notebook landing with a thud. “Okay, let’s get to work. You need the perfect proposal,

head, still smiling. “I see you’re taking no prisoners today,

This is serious business.” She flipped open the notebook, revealing pages and pages of notes, sketches, and clippings. “So, first things first-we need to nail down the venue. The gallery is a given, but we need to decide

I was

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