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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 111 by GloryWrites

#111 “This isn’t the Time for Your Games.”

The walls of Sophia’s office seemed to close in as she stood in front of the panoramic window, gazing out over the cityscape below. The familiar skyline, usually a source of inspiration, now felt like a backdrop to the chaos unfolding within her professional world.

Her fingers absentmindedly scrolled through the news on her phone, and the headline that greeted her sent shockwaves through her system. ”

Alexander and Megan Forge Unlikely Alliance – Business and Romance Collide.”

Sophia wondered why she kept watching the news about them as she absorbed the implications of the headline. She grew frustrated with herself for caring. Her phone buzzed with an incoming call. The screen displayed Benjamin’s name.

“Benjamin, can you believe this mess?” Sophia exclaimed once she answered the call.

Benjamin’s deep chuckle came through the phone. “Sophia, my friend, it seems like we’ve got ourselves a wild twist in this plot. Alexander teaming up with Megan? That’s a curveball.”

Sophia sighed, the weight of the situation settling in. “I never saw it coming. We need to reassess our strategy, but we can’t let it derail our plan.”

Benjamin agreed, his tone serious now. “Exactly. We stick to the plan. This is just a bump in the road. We need to keep our eyes on the prize.”

Sophia nodded, even though Benjamin couldn’t see her. “Agreed. We can’t let Alexander’s change of alliances throw us off course. What’s our next move?”

Benjamin paused for a moment before suggesting, “How about taking a break, Sophia? Clear your mind.

Coincidentally, I’ve got a small case in Boston. You’ve been thinking about establishing a new office there, right?”

Sophia, appreciating the timely suggestion, considered the offer. ” Boston could be a good change of scenery. Let me think about it. We’ll stay the course, Benjamin, no matter what.”

They exchanged a few more words of reassurance before ending the call. Sophia leaned back in her chair, contemplating the whirlwind of events. A break sounded tempting, and the idea of exploring business opportunities in Boston seemed like a silver lining amidst the chaos.

Later that day, Sophia found herself immersed in thoughts about Boston. The city held the promise of new beginnings, a chance to escape the tangled mess of relationships and alliances that now defined her professional life. She mulled over the idea of taking a break from the intense drama and diving into a fresh venture.

As Sophia was thinking her phone’s sudden ring interrupted the rhythm of her thoughts. Caroline’s name illuminated the screen, casting a shadow of uncertainty on the newfound ideas of a break and a fresh start.

Swallowing the unease that crept into her stomach, Sophia debated whether to answer the call. She hesitated for a moment, unsure of what news or developments might be waiting on the other end.

“Hello, Caroline. How are you?” Sophia greeted cautiously, her voice reflecting a subtle tension.

Caroline’s voice, usually warm and welcoming, sounded a bit strained. ” Sophia, dear, I was wondering if you’d join me for dinner at the villa. There’s something important we need to talk about.”

Sophia furrowed her brow in surprise. Caroline’s invitations were usually filled with warmth and joy, but today, there was an air of solemnity that left Sophia intrigued and apprehensive. “Of course, Caroline. I’ll be there. Is everything okay?”

Caroline hesitated before responding, ” We’ll talk when you get here, dear. It’s about Alexander and this engagement business. I really don’t like this.”

Sophia’s mind raced with questions, but she held back, not wanting to press Caroline over the phone. “Alright, I’ll head over soon.”

Once the call ended. Sophia was curious. Why Alexander’s mother would want to talk to her about his marriage? The unexpected invitation and Caroline’s cryptic mention of Alexander’s engagement news left Sophia with a sense of foreboding.

Sophia approached the villa nervously. She still didn’t know why she agreed to come here so easily. Little did she expect the scene that awaited her at the doorstep. As she reached for the doorknob, there stood Alexander and Megan, side by side, Megan shamelessly clutching onto Alexander’s hand. The unexpected encounter caught Sophia off guard, freezing her in a moment of surprise.

“Hey, Sophia!” Alexander greeted, a forced smile playing on his face. Megan, on the other hand, wore a triumphant grin that could rival a cat that got the cream.

“Surprise, surprise!” Megan chimed in, her tone dripping with insincere cheer. “Alexander brought me to have dinner with Caroline. We thought we’d give her a taste of what’s to come since we’ll soon be family.”

Sophia’s eyebrows shot up at the audacity of Megan’s proclamation. The air buzzed with tension as Megan continued, proudly asserting herself, ” I’ll soon be the new mistress of the villa, you know.”

Sophia, not one to mince words, responded with a coldness that sliced through the boastful atmosphere.”

Good for you, Megan. I’m not particularly interested in who Alexander decides to consider as his family member in the future.”

She shot a pointed look at Alexander, her expression conveying disappointment and indifference. Without waiting for a response, Sophia brushed past them, ignoring the awkwardness that hung in the air like an unwelcome guest.

Alexander found himself caught in a crossfire of emotions. The air became heavy with unspoken words, and the strained atmosphere demanded resolution.

Alexander could not ignore the coldness that emanated from Sophia. The casual indifference in her demeanor felt like a sharp contrast to the intricate dance of emotions within him.

Alexander, unable to contain the turmoil within, shot a cold glare in Megan’s direction. “Megan, enough. This isn’t the time for your games,” he scolded, his voice cutting through the strained atmosphere.

Megan, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected rebuke, tried to salvage the situation with a feigned innocence. “I was just trying to lighten the mood, Alexander. No need to be so serious.”

But Alexander, his attention fixated on Sophia’s indifferent facade, was unmoved. He felt a tormenting turmoil within, a nagging question that echoed in his mind: What does it take to enter Sophia’s heart?

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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife by GloryWrites

After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife by GloryWrites

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: English

Rumors spread about the city's wealthiest man, Alexander Stone, abandoning his wife after three years of a secret marriage to marry the daughter of a state senator for personal gain.

However, his wife surprised everyone by calmly modifying their divorce agreement to demand compensation for her husband’s failure to fulfill his duties as a husband. She is entitled to half of his company. And when the man offers a reward for her whereabouts, he puts himself in the hands of his top lawyer advisor, unknowingly she is the abandoned ex-wife who is set to take half of his company.

Chapter 1 "It Would Be On My Terms, Not Yours." "This is Mr. Stone’s divorce agreement, Mrs. Stone," Alexander Stone’s butler, Charles said as he handed a large manila envelope to Sophia. "Mrs. Stone, you have a three-day window to sign the agreement and vacate the premises." Charles watched Sophia with indifference, his demeanor calm as he spoke. Although Sophia had been anticipating this moment, her heart sank upon the mention of the divorce agreement. She glanced at Charles, accepted the envelope, and extracted the divorce agreement from within. "Ten million dollars of alimony as long as he never lays eyes on me again?" she scoffed, looking straight at Charles, whose expression remained inscrutable. "How can he possibly believe he can get away with such an absurd demand?" She continued reading, "In accordance with the terms of the divorce agreement, it is acknowledged that Sophia Stone has failed to fulfill her marital obligations for a period of three years. As a result, Alexander Stone reserves the right to initiate divorce proceedings." "This is ridiculous. How could I fulfill my duties when I couldn’t even see my so-called husband? He's never been under the same roof with me in three years." Sophia tossed the papers aside. What a mockery this made of her marriage. She felt like Alexander was shrugging her off. Like she was the water on a dog's back that he simply got rid of by shaking vigorously. She felt insulted. Three years ago, Sophia reluctantly entered a marriage arranged by her grandfather, who had laid out three tasks to her during this marriage: stay out of the public eye, assist Alexander in taking over Stone Enterprise, and be his unwavering support. Though the contractual stipulation that she remain invisible to the public eye always puzzled her, she had promised her grandfather to not disappoint him. She resigned from her powerful position at her own law firm, and tried to embrace her role as the low-profile wife of a CEO who never appeared in public. Alexander took over Stone Enterprise soon after they united, and then, he became the world champion in hide-and-seek. In the beginning, she tried to maintain a connection with her husband by preparing lunches and visiting his workplace. Yet, she soon realized that Alexander was either never at the office or too preoccupied to meet her. After six months of futile attempts, she accepted the bitter truth that fulfilling her grandfather's directives was impossible. She channeled her energy into developing her hobbies, all in her pursuit of self-improvement, persuading herself to see this period of respite as a relief from her life as a renowned lawyer and founder of the world-famous law firm. Yet, she refused to touch a single cent of the money he sent her. She had her own income, enough to lead a comfortable life until the end of her days She was certain that her marriage would eventually come to an end, but she was appalled by the way Alexander Stone twisted the narrative to paint her as the one who had failed in her marital duties. Sophia took a deep breath, resisting the urge to express her anger, and instead, she said sarcastically, “Well, where might my charming husband be today? As far as I can remember, a divorce agreement takes place between a husband and a wife, not a husband’s butler and a wife. Not to mention the fact that it’s an agreement and is thus supposed to include my terms as well, not just his.” Charles stiffened his posture and replied, "Mr. Stone is in town, most likely at his office.” "Oh? Is he alone, or was he accompanied by someone?" Sophia didn't say it directly, but her message was clear. “I cannot say for certain. All I can tell you is that he wishes for you to sign these papers, and he emphasized that he does not need to be present while you do so. That is precisely the way he prefers it." "As always, it's what Mr. Stone prefers. He didn't want to see me even at the end of our marriage, did he?" accused Sophia. Charles didn’t answer her retort, he simply bowed to her, then turned on his heels and began walking away. After the sound of his receding footsteps had vanished, Sophia picked up her phone and called Alexander's office number—the only contact information she had for him which she had never even used in their three years of marriage. She was determined to know what was going on with this agreement that treated her as if she were a doll to be manipulated. The phone kept ringing, but nobody picked up. She dialed again. Her patience and virtue had limits, and he was dancing dangerously close to those limits. On her third try, the call was finally answered. It was a young woman’s voice. "CEO's office." "Hello, I'd like to speak to Alexander." "Who’s speaking?" the woman asked abruptly. Sophia frowned when she heard the rude reply, but she kept her tone calm. "I'm his wife. You're not his secretary, are you?" The woman scoffed and didn’t even bother to answer her question. "Oh, I see. It's his ex-wife to be precise. What do you want with Alexander?" Sophia resisted the urge to get angry and said, "I have questions about the divorce terms he gave me." The dismissive voice on the other end of the line replied, "He won't answer you. His attitude is already clear in the divorce agreement. As a useless wife, he feels that he has already given you enough. What more do you want?" Sophia was especially caught by a couple of very specific words. "Useless wife? Is that what he said?" The woman continued to play on her nerves. "You shouldn't expect any more than what you’ve got. Just leave him. You didn’t deserve him anyway." As Sophia's frustration threatened to boil over, she suddenly heard the approach of a man's voice from the other end of the phone. Her heart raced in anticipation. "Emily, why are you answering my phone without permission? Stop being ridiculous!" The voice identified as Emily responded with an unsettlingly playful giggle. "Alex, your wife is calling you. She has some questions about the divorce agreement," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Sophia couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. So, this was the sordid truth behind the disintegration of their marriage – all for his mistress. Alexander hesitated, the silence stretching out agonizingly before he finally picked up the phone. His voice oozed with disdain and indifference as he coldly declared, "I no longer have the need to sustain this marriage. I have given you enough money, and there's no need for further discussion." Then, without a second thought, he hung up the phone. Sophia stayed with her phone attached to her ear for a few seconds after they had finished the conversation. Restless and agitated, Sophia paced around her living room, her frustration bubbling over. "Useless wife?" she muttered angrily. "What right does he have to call me that? He was never around as a husband, so what does he know about marriage?" The feeling of disgust and humiliation consumed her. "Is this really how he sees me? Tossed aside like an old, worn-out rag once I no longer serve his purpose?" Sophia had clung to hope in the early days of their marriage, telling herself that arranged marriages succeeded all the time. "If I shower him with love, patience, and unwavering support, hoping like an idiot he'll eventually see the powerful, intelligent, and remarkable woman I am," she murmured to herself the entire time. "And now this divorce papers," she grumbled, "With which he mocks me by throwing the blame on me, when he and only he is to blame." But she refused to be silenced, dismissed, or swayed by the lure of mere money. "If this is the callous attitude he wants to take," she vowed, "then he has another thing coming. I won't let him escape the consequences of this ill-fated marriage without a battle." After a few moments, she picked up the papers strewn across the floor. She read through them once again, her eyes narrowing with determination. "Dear, dear ex-husband," she muttered, a triumphant smile playing on her lips, "it's truly a shame you never bothered to get to know the real me. That's going to be the biggest mistake of your life." With a flourish, she tore the divorce agreement in half and tossed it into the trash can. "Ten million dollars?" she scoffed, addressing herself. "It's peanuts compared to the three years' worth of sacrifices I've put into this relationship.” "Ten million dollars as a tuition fee for the lesson I'm about to teach Alexander? Laughably inadequate," she proclaimed. "I can get this kind of money just from one case of my law firm." If we're going to get a divorce, it'll be on MY terms, not his.

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