After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#235 “You Know I Could Live Like This For the Rest of My Life.”

In the evening, Alexander returned to their apartment with Sophia. As he opened the door, the enticing aroma of a freshly cooked dinner filled the air, drawing him toward the kitchen. There, he found Sophia singing along to a song and swaying rhythmically as she cooked.

Sophia was clad only in one of his shirts, the hem barely reaching her thighs. Around the dining area, candles flickered softly and a bottle of wine was set neatly beside two glasses on the table. Alexander paused in the doorway, struck by the intimate scene and the undeniable beauty of the woman before him.

“You know I could live like this for the rest of my life,” he said, his voice filled with affection and admiration.

Startled by his sudden presence, Sophia spun around, causing a plate she had been drying to slip from her fingers and crash to the floor, shattering into numerous pieces.

“God, don’t sneak up on me like that!” she exclaimed, a mix of surprise and laughter coloring her voice.

“I’ll clean up,” Alexander replied with a gentle smile, bending to gather the scattered shards. “A broken plate is lucky, after all.”

“Are you Greek?” Sophia teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

“No, but my grandmother was. You know, they break plates at their weddings to drive away evil spirits, and the more pieces, the more years of happiness,” Alexander explained, scooping up the last of the ceramic fragments.

are at least a hundred here, so we don’t have anything to

right,” Alexander said, taking the broken plate as

pieces when his phone rang. Sophia gestured towards the phone. “I will finish here,” she

before stepping into the other room to

“Hello,” he greeted.

The gallery is available next week, so we

is great news. Reserve it,”

confirmed, her tone matching the urgency and excitement of the event

finishing touches on dinner. He wrapped his arms around her waist, planting a

having a party next week at the Vila clear your schedule, love.” Alexander

face him and enveloping him in a warm hug. “Your mother always throws

affair, filled with laughter and stolen glances. As they finished their meal, Alexander reached for Sophia’s hand across the

tell my mom we’ll be attending. She

smiled softly, squeezing his hand. “I can

ready to relax and enjoy a movie with popcorn. They were snuggled up together, enjoying the peaceful evening when Alexander’s

excused himself to answer the call. He walked into the other room

picked up the TV remote, flipping through channels as she tried to distract herself from wondering who was calling

frustrated by the constant interruptions, but she remained silent. Alexander apologized and excused himself

what was going on. She tiptoed towards the room but stopped short when she heard

confusion evident on her face. She quietly made