After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 53 by GloryWrites

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#53 “One Date, and Nothing More.”

Sophia, sitting behind her desk, was surprised by Michael’s direct question about her divorce with Alexander. She wondered where he could have obtained this information, as it seemed that lately, there was a growing interest in her past relationship.

“Yes,” she replied calmly, not one to hide the truth about her failed marriage. However, the curiosity of those around her regarding her history with Alexander left her somewhat perplexed.

Michael settled into the chair across from her desk. “If it’s not too cheeky of me to ask,” he began, “why did you two break up?”

Sophia leaned back in her chair, her expression thoughtful. “He had so many women around him,” she explained with a hint of resignation.”

He was too busy with them to care about me.” Michael raised an eyebrow, his perspective on the situation slowly evolving. “You know,” he said slowly, from what I’ve seen, Alexander actually likes you. If he didn’t like you, he wouldn’t go to such lengths to keep me away from you, even trying to take away my business.”

Sophia sighed. “We were married for three years and never even met,” she admitted. “In the beginning, he didn’t even know who I was. It was only later, when he became interested in me.

Michael absorbed this revelation, a sense of clarity beginning to emerge. So, he didn’t even know who you were at the start of your marriage,” he mused.

“Exactly, but it’s too late now,” Sophia replied, her tone tinged with a sense of finality.

“I can’t believe Alexander treated you. like that,” Michael expressed. Sophia’s response was tinged with at sense of indifference as she replied, “It was his choice.”

Michael couldn’t help but smile slightly at her response. He found it intriguing how their conversation had taken this turn, and he couldn’t deny that he relished Alexander’s apparent failures.

“And you decided to end your relationship?” Michael inquired further, probing for more details. “He decided to divorce me,” Sophia clarified matter-of-factly.

Michael couldn’t contain his laughter, finding the irony of the situation rather amusing. He imagined Alexander’s face when he realized that his ex-wife was, in fact, the gorgeous Sophia Johnson.

“Alexander always made stupid mistakes. But this is probably his biggest,” Michael commented.

“It’s all in the past now,” Sophia replied. Michael, however, seemed to find amusement in the situation. “I’m sure he’s pulling his hair out of anger right now, ,” he remarked, chuckling. “But I have no doubt that he’s eager to have you back.”

Sophia sensed that Michael was treading on a sensitive subject, one she wasn’t inclined to discuss at length. So, she decided to shift the conversation’s focus.

She couldn’t help but wonder why Michael was so intrigued by her past with Alexander and she decided to address his curiosity directly. “Why are you so intrigued, Michael?”

Michael leaned in slightly, his charming smile never leaving his face.” Well,” he began, his voice low and conspiratorial, “let’s just say you’re not indifferent to me, dear Sophia. In fact, I’d suggest going on a date, not only because you’re gorgeous, but also because I’m guessing you wouldn’t mind if we pissed Alexander off a little.”

Sophia shook her head. “I understand that you two have some drama,” she began, “but it’s one thing to make Alexander angry, it’s quite another to go out on a date, Michael.”

Michael’s smile remained undeterred.” Oh, come on,” he teased. “It’ll be fun.”

Sophia, however, was resolute. “Don’t involve me in your war with Alexander, Michael,” she stated firmly. “I also have no intention of committing to anyone soon.”

Michael chuckled, taking her response in stride. “No one says we have to start anything serious. Let’s try it and see where it takes us,” he suggested with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Michael, I don’t think that…”

As Sophia began to voice her hesitation, Michael abruptly got up from his chair and perched himself on the desk in front of her, effectively closing the distance between them.

“I don’t want you to think, I want you to go with the flow and see what comes out, Sophy,” he said with a certain assertiveness. Sophia didn’t have a chance to respond before he pressed further.

“You don’t still have feelings for your ex, do you?” Michael inquired, not one to back down easily. Sophia quickly clarified, “No, it’s not that.”

Michael continued to probe. “So, you don’t think I’m right for you?”

Sophia couldn’t help but chuckle at his straightforwardness. “God, you should have become a lawyer,” she teased, ” you sure know how to put pressure on someone.”

Michael, undeterred, responded with a smug smile. “If you go out on a date with me, I’d apply it to you, but you’ll surely like it this time.”

Sophia found herself in an unusual position, not accustomed to someone being so upfront with her. Just as she was about to object once more, Michael reached out and added another layer to their agreement.

“And you also owe me a date for the help I gave you against Emily,” he reminded her, his tone playful. Sophia recalled the promise she had made and relented. “Fine, one date, and nothing more,” she conceded.

Michael, pleased with the outcome, responded with a sly grin. “We’ll see. Maybe you will want a second one.”

Sophia rolled her eyes at him. Michael smoothly transitioned to a more professional topic, clearly satisfied that he had successfully persuaded Sophia to agree to a date.

“Speaking of Emily,” he began, “will you participate in the William’s family asset auction?” Sophia considered the question for a moment before responding, “No, I won’t be participating.”

Michael nodded in acknowledgment, and then he posed another question, What about helping me with the commission to review the related materials? As you know their business is not the cleanest in the world and legal issues can arise. I wish I had a strong ally like you to help me with them.”

Sophia, however, politely declined once again. “I appreciate the offer, Michael, but I’ve already committed to helping a friend with the same request.”

Michael accepted her decision with grace. “Understood. Well, in that case, I’ll handle it from here. See you at the auction, Sophia.”

Sophia watched as Michael exited her office with a simple yet confident declaration. “I’m looking forward to our date,” he said.

Alone in her office once more, Sophia leaned back in her chair and covered her face with her hands, feeling the weight of the various challenges and complications in her life pressing down on her like a relentless roller coaster ride. She let out a deep sigh, her mind racing with thoughts of the tasks and responsibilities ahead.

There was assisting Benjamin with the upcoming auction, being a pillar of support for Evelyn in her time of need, addressing the scandal caused by Enlighten Press, honoring her commitment to go on a date with Michael, and a plethora of other duties demanding her attention in her professional life.

As she contemplated the whirlwind of responsibilities that lay ahead, Sophia couldn’t help but fantasize about a well -deserved vacation.

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

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Status: Ongoing Type: Billionaire Author: GloryWrites 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.