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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 46 by GloryWrites

#46 “You Bailed Out Emily?”

Sophia and Alexander were silent after the police took Emily away. Endlessly tired and confused, Sophia couldn’t deny her gratitude for the help Alexander had given her. Without him, she might not have been able to save Evelyn.

Yet, beneath her gratitude, her emotions remained tangled. She was still angry with Alexander for their past. The past couldn’t simply be forgotten or erased.

The unexpected kiss they had shared had stirred up feelings she didn’t want, feelings that both scared and intrigued her. What scared her the most was how much she liked it.

As they stood there, the unsaid words and unresolved tension hung in the air, leaving them both with a sense of unease. Alexander cleared his throat to get Sophia’s attention.

“What do you want us to do with Emily? “he finally asked. Sophia turned to him, the anger evident in her eyes. “I want them to bear the full consequences for everything they have done. Fraud, money laundering, dealing, and kidnapping. I want everything to be fair. still

Alexander shook his head, a gesture that caused Sophia to immediately pull away from him, her frustration palpable. Alexander felt a sickening stab in his heart at her reaction, he didn’t want her to avoid him.

“Leave it in the past, Sophia,” Alexander implored. “I promise you they won’t harm you again, but please, let Emily go.”

Sophia retreated even further, her disbelief and anger mounting. “You want to save your little darling while she tries to ruin my life and that of my loved ones?”

“It’s not like that, Sophia, I don’t love her.”

“Yeah, right! You want me not to press charges so she and her rotten family can continue to cause trouble.”

Alexander opened his mouth to object again, but then Michael appeared behind Sophia. He wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear loud enough for Alexander to hear, Come on, Sophie, you need to rest, not argue.”

Sophia didn’t need a second invitation. With one final, piercing glare at Alexander, she turned and went with Michael, her footsteps echoing through the tense silence that had enveloped them.

As Alexander stood there, the frustration and helplessness he felt began to turn into anger, and he couldn’t help but direct some of that anger toward Michael. He always intervened between them. Alexander wanted a moment with her, where no one would interrupt them, so he could explain, talk.

Michael, however, kept sitting in their way. He had dug his claws into her and wouldn’t let her go.

*

Two days later, Sophia was finally able to visit Evelyn, who had been allowed to go home. The relief of seeing her friend safe and sound overwhelmed Sophia as she walked through the door.

Evelyn wasted no time in sharing everything she had been through, the harrowing experiences and the fear that had gripped her. The two friends embraced tightly, tears streaming down their faces as they found solace in each other’s arms.

On principle, Sophia had always been the one to hold back her emotions, but when she watched her best friend cry tears of both sorrow and relief, she couldn’t help but let her own tears flow freely.

Sitting together, wrapped in a warm blanket and sipping tea, Evelyn spoke with tears in her eyes, “This is exactly what I need, peace and people close to me. I didn’t think I’d see you again.”

Sophia smiled through her own tears. I would turn the world upside down to look for you, Evelyn. I’m so glad you’re home again.”

Her phone suddenly buzzed, and she saw Benjamin’s name. With a quick inhale, she answered the call.

“Hello, Benjamin,” she greeted. ” What’s going on?”

There was a moment of hesitation on the other end, a pause that seemed to stretch on endlessly. Then, Benjamin’s voice, usually calm and composed, held a somber note as he replied, “Sophia, I have some news you need to know. Emily has been released on bail.”

Sophia’s brows furrowed in disbelief, her heart sinking at the gravity of the situation. “What?” Her voice quivered with frustration. “How is that even possible, Benjamin? She was involved in all of this mess!”

Benjamin’s tone remained measured as he began to explain the legal intricacies. “Sophia, it’s a legal process. Her family posted bail, and her lawyer argued that she was not a flight risk. The court decided to grant bail.”

Sophia clenched her fist, her frustration simmering just below the surface. “I know how this works, Benjamin, I am a lawyer, but she’s a criminal! This is not right. She should face the consequences of her actions.”

“I heard Alexander helped her get released,” Benjamin added.

“But of course, he helped her,” Sophia remarked, her voice tinged with frustration. “Thanks for telling me, I’ll take over from here.”

“Okay, Sophie, keep me posted,” Benjamin replied. Their conversation ended, and Sophia wasted no time. She had to confront Alexander immediately. She dialed his number, and within moments, he answered.

Sophia’s voice was firm and devoid of pleasantries. “I’ll be in your office in 15 minutes. We need to talk.”

“Well, as you wish…” Alexander responded, clearly taken aback by her icy tone. Sophia hung up the phone and turned to her friend Evelyn.

“Evelyn, I have to go,” Sophia said. “I’ll come to see you again later.”

Evelyn, ever perceptive, looked at her friend with concern. “Is everything alright?”

Sophia forced a reassuring smile. “Yes, I got an urgent job.”

With that, the two friends reluctantly parted ways. Sophia hurriedly got into her car, her thoughts racing as she drove at breakneck speed to Alexander’s office. She couldn’t wait any longer to confront him about his actions.

Sophia arrived at Alexander’s office, her footsteps echoing in the corridor as she approached his door. She knocked, her impatience evident as she entered without waiting for a response.

Alexander, sitting behind his desk, looked up to face her. Sophia’s anger flared as she confronted Alexander from the doorway of his office. “You bailed out Emily?”

Alexander replied in a tired tone, “Is that what you want to talk about?”

“What were you thinking? I didn’t take up the case because if I were the opposing lawyer, I would knock them to the ground. But you get them out of any stipulation.”

Alexander leaned back in his chair, his face etched with a sense of resignation. He knew that his actions had caused a rift between them, and he struggled to find the right words to explain his motivations. Alexander sighed deeply. “Sophia, please sit down. I’ll explain.”

Sophia reluctantly took a seat, her gaze never leaving his. Alexander recounted a part of his past that he had never shared before.

He sighed deeply as he tried to explain his actions to Sophia “Emily’s family helped me during a very difficult time in my childhood. I felt compelled to do what I could to save them.”

Sophia’s anger flared in response. “But Alexander, they were criminals! They tried to ruin my life and Evelyn’s. Why are you protecting them?”

Alexander, his resolve unwavering, replied, “I know it’s hard to accept, Sophia, but they have lost everything. But I can assure you they won’t escape the legal consequences.”

Sophia pressed for details. “How so?”

“All their ill-gotten gains have been taken from them, and they will be sentenced for all of this. But I will not let you put them in jail.”

Sophia wanted to interrupt him, but he continued, determined to make her understand. “They saved me, and now I’m returning the favor. I’m sorry for everything, Sophia, and I did my best, but I won’t let you do this.”

“You’re holding on to the past,” Sophia accused him.

He smiled coldly. “Don’t you do the same?”

“What?”

“You also blame me for my past actions and punish me at every possible moment.”

“It’s not about us, Alexander,” she protested. “It’s never really about us, Sophia. I want us to try again.”

Sophia, confused and taken aback, asked, “What should we try?”

Alexander’s voice softened as he laid out his proposal. “Let’s try to give ourselves a chance, without the lies from before, without the schemes, without people to hinder us.”

Sophia couldn’t contain her laughter, finding the idea almost absurd. “You’re crazy, Alexander. After everything you and your friend Emily have put me through over the years, I’m not going to give you a chance.”

With that, she abruptly left his office, leaving Alexander alone.

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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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