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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 35 by GloryWrites

#35 “Men and Their Delusions.”

While they were in the car, Sophia suddenly grabbed her head. Startled, Alexander instinctively shifted slightly, ready to support her if she were to falter. However, he was quick to respond, wrapping his arms around her to steady her.

“Are you okay?” he asked, concern evident in his voice. “Yes, everything is fine. It happens from time to time,” she reassured him, her voice holding a touch of frustration.

“What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell?” he inquired further.

“I’m just overtired, and the sleepless hours are catching up with me. It’s nothing out of the ordinary. I’ll be fine by the time we get to the office.” He didn’t seem convinced. “No chance. I’m taking you home so you can rest.”

“I’m really fine, Alexander,” Sophia replied, her annoyance palpable. He looked into her eyes, a frown creasing his forehead. “Sophia, I know what it’s like to work non-stop but trust me, it’s not sustainable. Going without proper rest will only worsen things. Go home, get some rest, and come back tomorrow with renewed energy.

Realizing the position they were in, she shuddered from him. As much as she wants to admit it, he’s right.

“Okay, I’ll go home.”

“Good girl,” he praised her with a smirk. Sophia hoped that the shiver that ran down her spine was due to fatigue and not Alexander’s words. As they arrived at her apartment, Alexander escorted Sophia inside.

“Come on, let’s get you settled,” he said gently, guiding her to the living room. “Your apartment is great,” he replies.” I wish I had bought in this building too. Sophia rolls her eyes. “Good thing you didn’t. I would have to watch you all day.”

Alexander laughed at her comment. What a horror, Sophia, to share a wall with me.”

She smirked in response. “I can only imagine the horrors I would have heard. He raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. “What did you think you were going to hear?”

“Who knows, screams of innocent souls,” she teased. Alexander chuckled. He leaned back, looking around. “Where is your kitchen?”

She pointed in a direction. “Over there.”

She took a seat on the couch, and he went to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water and some medicine. Returning, he handed them to her.

“Here, take these,” he commanded. Sophia hesitated but eventually complied. “Thank you,” she murmured, sipping the water and swallowing the pills. He took a seat across from her, leaning forward slightly. “Feeling any better?”

She nodded, managing a weak smile. ” Yeah, the water and medicine should help.”

“Good.”

Sophia looked at him. “You sound like a concerned parent.”

Before Alexander could answer, the doorbell rang, interrupting their conversation. Sophia glanced at the door, her curiosity piqued. Just as she was about to head over to answer it, Alexander swiftly moved past her, opening the door to reveal a delivery person holding a package. “Delivery for Miss Sophia Johnson,” the person announced.

Sophia’s surprise was evident, and she stepped closer to see what was being delivered. “Thank you,” Alexander said to the delivery person, taking the package. Sophia raised an eyebrow, puzzled by his involvement. “What’s this?”

Alexander’s frown deepened as he saw the sender’s name on the package – Michael.

“Rubbish,” he replied, his tone dismissive. Sophia’s curiosity grew, and she reached out to take the package from him. “Who is it from? Give it to me.”

Alexander raised his hands above his head, keeping the package out of her reach. She tried to jump up to catch him, but his height advantage made it impossible for her to reach him.

“You’re acting like a child,” she scolded him.

He smirked. “Was I a worried parent?”

Frustrated, Sophia crossed her arms. ” Give me the package.”  “It’s from Michael. Whatever it is, it’s rubbish,” he stated matter-of-factly, his expression unimpressed. With a swift movement, he walked over to the trash can and tossed the package inside.

“You’re impossible,” Sophia grimaced. Alexander turned back to her, his expression surprisingly calm. “Sit down, you need to rest. And if you really want it, you can rummage through the trash later.”

Although she didn’t want to admit it, the dizziness was getting to her. She sighed and went to the couch, lying down and rubbing her temples. As she closed her eyes, Alexander’s voice broke the silence. “What is this between you and Michael?”

“What do you care?” she scolded, her eyes still closed as she gave him a brief sideways glance. His response was calm. “I’m curious. You have lunch together, he gives you gifts.”

Sophia sighed again, not in the mood to discuss this. “He helped me with the case. I have no intention of being in a relationship with him.”

“Interesting,” Alexander replied, his tone neutral. Inwardly, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. He had always found Michael distasteful.

Sophia opened her eyes and regarded him with a raised eyebrow. “Why the sudden interest in my personal life?”

Alexander leaned against a nearby wall, his arms crossed. “Just making conversation.” Sophia didn’t buy his casual response. There’s more to it, isn’t there?”

Alexander leaned against the wall, his expression contemplative. He glanced at her before finally admitting, “Fine, you caught me. I find it perplexing why Michael is so eager to get close to you, given his apparent dislike for me.”

Sophia’s brow furrowed. “You think his intentions might not be as innocent as they seem?”

“It’s strange. He believes I have some special feelings for you. I don’t know where he got that idea.” Alexander admits. Sophia’s eyes widened in surprise.” What? That’s ridiculous.”

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of Alexander’s lips. “That’s what I said.”

She rolled her eyes, clearly exasperated. “Men and their delusions.

Alexander laughed.

“Are you better?” he asks.

“Yes, thank you,” Sophia replies. Alexander felt reassured that she was on the path to recovery. With a nod of goodbye, he left her apartment, the events of the day swirling in his mind. He headed down to the street and answered a phone call from an unknown number. To his unsurprising irritation, it was Michael on the other end of the line.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Alexander Stone,” Michael’s voice oozed with a smugness that made Alexander’s jaw tense. “I hope you enjoyed your time with Sophia today.”

“What do you want, Michael?” Alexander’s tone was cold and impatient. “I just wanted to let you know that this time, you’re going to lose,” Michael’s words were dripping with confidence.” I’ve got something you don’t.”

Alexander rolled his eyes. “You’re being incredibly immature, Michael. Our relationship with Sophia isn’t some kind of competition.”

“Oh, but it is, Alexander. She’s mine now,” Michael’s tone turned triumphant. Alexander’s patience was running thin. “You’re delusional. But go ahead, try your luck.”

Michael laughed, a sound that grated on Alexander’s nerves. “We’ll see about that, won’t we? Enjoy the struggle, Alexander.”

“What struggle? I think it’s time for you to grow up and start focusing on your own life,” Alexander retorted, his patience wearing thin. “Sophia is a lawyer, and she’s not someone who can be easily fooled. She’ll see right through your intentions.”

With that, Alexander decided he had had enough of Michael’s childish games. He ended the conversation. not willing to waste any more of his time.

When Sophia woke up, she felt a bit more refreshed. As she was getting her bearings, her phone rang, displaying Benjamin’s name on the screen. She answered the call, and his concerned voice greeted her.

“Sophia, are you safe? Have you been affected by all the public attention surrounding this case?”

Sophia laughs at his sudden burst of questions. “I’m fine, Benjamin. The situation has been resolved, and I’m working on clearing my name.”

Benjamin let out a sigh of relief. “I’m glad to hear that. This whole situation has been quite strange. The news spread like wildfire, and I can’t help but think that there’s something more behind it.”

Sophia nodded, even though Benjamin couldn’t see her. “I agree. It’s been bothering me too. I’ve decided to personally investigate how this information got out and who might be behind it.”

Benjamin sounded supportive. “That’s a good idea. Let me know if you need any assistance. I’ll do whatever I can to help.”

“Thank you, Benjamin. I appreciate your support,” Sophia replied sincerely. “I’ll keep you updated on any developments.”

With that, they ended the call, and Sophia felt a renewed determination to get to the bottom of the situation. She knew she couldn’t let this matter rest until she uncovered the truth and ensured her reputation remained untarnished. Sophia already knew who she should start with. Alexander’s seemingly innocent partner Emily.

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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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