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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 80 by GloryWrites

#80 “I’ll Do My Best to Keep You Safe.”

The evening at the Japanese restaurant continued with Alexander’s arrival, and as he entered, a tension settled over the table. Michael couldn’t resist the chance to throw a teasing comment at Alexander, his sardonic tone evident.

“I didn’t expect you to be so restless, Alexander, rushing here to disrupt our dinner as soon as you heard I was having dinner with Sophia,” Michael quipped, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. It was clear to Sophia that this was yet another subtle battle in the ongoing war of egos between the two men.

“You were kind enough to let me know and I decided to join in,” Alexander replied with a smile that was far from warm.

Sophia, who had hoped for a peaceful dinner discussion about their collaboration, rolled her eyes at their exchange. Her irritation was evident, and she was growing tired of their immature rivalry.

“Must you two be so childish?” she chided, a hint of exasperation in her voice. It was disheartening to see two grown men engaging in such antics.

Sophia did not doubt that Michael wanted to rub Alexander’s nose and that was why he had let him know, which explained his sudden appearance that evening. She shook her head.

“Can we continue?” Benjamin asks boredly and looks at Sophia.

She took a sip of green tea to steady her nerves before she began. “Gentlemen, there’s something I need to discuss with you. I’ve decided that Alexander should know the details of our collaboration.”

Both Benjamin and Michael exchanged glances. Benjamin, as the voice of reason and caution, was the first to voice his concerns.

“Sophia, I understand your intention, but involving more people in this could increase the risk of our plan being exposed. The fewer who know about it, the better.”

Sophia appreciated Benjamin’s vigilance, but she had a good reason for her decision. She leaned forward and spoke with conviction. “I know it might seem counterintuitive, but Alexander was the one who provided us with this crucial information that can help us significantly.”

Michael, who had been silently observing their exchange, chimed in with skepticism. “And what’s to stop Alexander from using that information for his own gain or, worse, exposing our plan to Megan?”

Sophia met Michael’s skepticism with a knowing smile. “You underestimate Alexander. He’s not foolish enough to jeopardize his own interests by revealing our plan. Besides, I believe he has his own motivations for wanting to see Megan’s empire crumble.”

The others remained skeptical, but they could sense the determination in Sophia’s voice. She was unyielding in her belief that Alexander should be part of their efforts. After a moment of contemplation, Benjamin finally conceded, “If you trust him, Sophia, we’ll allow him to be involved.”

Michael nodded in reluctant agreement, and the tension in the room began to ease. Sophia knew that it wasn’t an ideal situation, but she believed it was necessary to achieve their shared goal.

Sophia repeated the plan she had discussed earlier with Michael and Benjamin. Alexander was silent and absorbing all the information.

As the dinner came to an end, and Benjamin and Michael made their departures, the restaurant slowly emptied out. Only Alexander and Sophia remained in their private room a sanctuary of quietude in the bustling restaurant.

Alexander leaned back in his chair, looking contemplative as he gazed at Sophia.

“What?” Sophia asks.

“Nothing, you just amaze me sometimes,” he replies with a small smile.

“Are you talking about the plan?” Sophia asks, sipping her tea. Sipping her tea, Sophia queried, “Are you talking about the plan?”

Alexander nodded, his eyes reflective.” Yeah, it doesn’t sound too bad, even though it’s terribly risky,” Alexander says and pauses for a moment. “Do your want me to drive you to your place?”

“Okay,” Sophia replies.

After settling the bill and bidding farewell to the cozy Japanese restaurant, they headed for the car. As they strolled past the storage room, a fleeting moment of discomfort tugged at Sophia. She couldn’t help but recall the unexpected kiss from earlier, and she tried her best not to glance in the direction of that storage room, the scene of their stolen moment.

As they slipped into the car, Sophia couldn’t help but feel a twinge of anxiety. She hoped that Alexander would not bring up the subject of their unexpected kiss, preferring to maintain a professional demeanor during their collaboration.

Their drive back to Sophia’s apartment was marked by intermittent, lighthearted discussions, ranging from trivial matters like the weather to favorite TV shows, in an attempt to diffuse the tension that still lingered in the air.

When they reached her apartment building, Alexander, in his typically gallant manner, moved to open the car door for Sophia.

Once they were in front of Sophia’s apartment, she turned to Alexander. ” Thank you for the ride, Alexander. Thank you for considering our plan. I know it’s a complex situation.”

Alexander nodded. “I may not be directly involved, but I’m here to assist and protect you from the sidelines. If you ever find yourself in a dangerous situation, don’t hesitate to reach out. I’ll do my best to keep you safe.”

Sophia was somewhat taken aback by Alexander’s words. They felt different from his staunch defense of Emily during the court case. Nevertheless, she didn’t voice her thoughts. “Thank you, Alexander.”

With a nod of agreement, Alexander bade her goodnight, and Sophia watched his car drive away.

Meanwhile, Alexander had returned to his own home, the unease stemming from the impulsive kiss he had initiated with Sophia still gnawing at him. He paced around his living room, his mind in turmoil.

He knew that he should have kept his emotions in check, that forcibly kissing Sophia had been a reckless move. His fears of further damaging their already complex relationship loomed over him. Yet, he couldn’t deny that whenever he encountered something related to Sophia, his rationality seemed to crumble, and his emotions took control.

In the solitude of his home, Alexander grappled with his internal conflict. He was determined to support Sophia’s efforts, but he also understood that he needed to find a way to navigate the whirlwind of his own feelings.

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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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