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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 55 by GloryWrites

#55 “I’m Not the One You should Be Apologizing to”

Alexander was silent, waiting for Megan to make her proposal, but she didn’t say a word either. “Speak up, I don’t have all day,” Alexander urged impatiently.

“I don’t like the way our conversation went, Alex. I offer to apologize to you personally. After all, we haven’t seen each other in three years,” Megan finally spoke, her tone almost hesitant.

Alexander had terminated his relationship with Megan shortly before he got married, not wanting to appear as a womanizer. Their relationship had never been particularly serious, mostly centered around s3x with no emotional attachments.

“I’m not the one you should be apologizing to, Megan,” Alexander interjected firmly. Megan felt a growing frustration, realizing that her suspicions about Sophia’s involvement were likely correct. She forced herself to sound cheerful.

“Of course, invite Sophia too; I want to clear the air between all of us. But you should know, Alex, my actions were purely business-driven. I was just looking out for my own interests,” Megan explained.

Alexander contemplated whether he could convince Sophia to attend this meeting, considering their last disastrous interaction. Megan’s nonchalant attitude about the situation grated on him, but he knew that addressing this issue face-to-face was likely the best course of action.

“Please Alex, you know I’m not a bad person. However, my business trips over these three years have taught me one thing, and that is to correct my mistakes.”

“Fine,” he conceded with a sigh, sensing that he might come to regret this decision.

“Excellent, I’ll send you the meeting details later,” Megan chirped with excitement. As Alexander hung up the phone, he couldn’t help but ponder the intriguing prospect of having his ex-girlfriend and ex-wife in the same room. It had all the makings of a potential disaster.

The meeting took place at the VIP bar on the top floor of a luxurious hotel, a place frequented by Alexander. As Megan arrived, she scanned the area but only found Alexander waiting at their designated spot. She couldn’t hide her curiosity.

“Where’s Sophia?” Megan inquired, her voice tinged with a hint of expectation. Alexander, however, didn’t look pleased as he responded, “She had some prior commitments, couldn’t make it.’

In truth, Alexander had been trying to reach Sophia on his phone, but all his attempts had been met with silence. He was growing increasingly irritated and couldn’t shake the suspicion that Sophia had intentionally blocked his calls and messages.

“Too bad, I couldn’t wait to meet her. She turns out to be a wonder woman,” Megan said. Alexander raised an eyebrow in mild confusion, uncertain about Megan’s intentions with this remark.

“Plays like a virtuoso, never loses a court case, looks like a goddess. I researched her, but when you work with journalists, you become one,” Megan continued, laughing lightly.

“That’s right,” Alexander replied with a flat tone, not giving away much of his thoughts. Politely, he pulled out Megan’s chair and gestured for her to sit at the table. It didn’t escape his notice that Megan seemed to have set up this meeting with more personal intentions than business. Her sparkling white dress with a revealing leg slit hinted at her intentions.

Megan then attempted to engage in conversation. “So tell me about yourself, Alex. I see you’re divorced.”

His response was brisk and to the point. “Yes, but besides that not much has changed.”

Megan frowned, her irritation becoming more evident. Alexander’s apparent disinterest bothered her, and it was clear he didn’t want to be there. She tried to shift the conversation towards business, mentioning the success of his company.

“That is not true, your company is at the top. When I left, you were just starting to grow it.”

“Well, yes, I’ve always been good at my work.” again he answered languidly. Megan’s frustration grew as Alexander continued to deflect her questions and maintain his cold demeanor. She couldn’t understand why he was so distant from her when they used to have a much more intimate relationship. This newfound restraint puzzled her.

Megan, determined to break through Alexander’s cold exterior, leaned in closer, her voice carrying a seductive undertone. “You know, Alex, it’s been a long time since we’ve been together. I thought maybe we could rekindle some of that old flame.”

Alexander, however, remained unmoved by her advances. “Megan, we both know that’s not why we’re here.”

“But I have already apologized to you, I propose to do so in another form as well.”

“I have no intention of playing with you. It’s a business meeting and I prefer not to take any risks and turn it into something else” he cut her off.

Megan leaned in even closer, her lips almost brushing against his ear as she whispered, “You used to love the thrill of taking risks, Alex. Remember how it felt?”

Alexander, though tempted by her proximity, remained stoic. “Megan, we’re not here to reminisce about the past.”

She pulled away slightly, a sultry smile playing on her lips. “Oh, come on, Alex. A little nostalgia never hurt anyone. Besides, it might be fun.”

His restraint held firm. “I’ve moved on from that phase of my life.”

Megan sighed in frustration, realizing that her attempts to rekindle their romantic past were falling flat. She decided to change the subject to something else that interested her.

“I couldn’t find you after my return, it wasn’t until the scandal with Emily that I came across you,” Megan admitted. “Why did you two stop working together?”

“I think that as the person who orchestrated the scandal, you shouldn’t be asking me that question. She crossed the line.”

“Maybe, but your families have been close for years,” Megan countered. “I didn’t expect that something could tear you two apart.”

“I had no idea what hideous deals they were involved in,” Alexander reiterated. Megan couldn’t help but suspect that Sophia Johnson played a significant role in this change. She decided to confront him directly.

“They definitely threw that lawyer of yours under the rails. Is that what pissed you off so much?” she prodded. Alexander responded tersely, ” Generally.”

Growing increasingly impatient, Megan decided to cut to the chase. She leaned in, her voice low and intent,” Okay, I’ll ask directly. What is your relationship with Sophia Johnson? I just can’t recognize you.”

Alexander’s jaw clenched, and he finally met Megan’s gaze. He wondered if he wanted to tell her the truth.

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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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