After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#192 “Let’s Go Home, Love.” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

As they stood outside the airport, the air heavy with the anticipation of departure, Benjamin prepared to board his flight back to Europe. Sophia’s expression was troubled as she watched her brother, a pang of sadness tugging at her heartstrings.

Alexander noticed her distress and reached out to gently touch her arm. 11 What’s wrong, love?” he asked softly, concern etched in his features.

Sophia sighed, her gaze distant as she struggled to put her emotions into words. “I just can’t shake this feeling of disappointment,” she admitted, her voice tinged with sadness. “My grandfather was someone I respected deeply, and I just can’t understand how he could be involved in something like this.”

Alexander nodded understandingly, his grip on her arm tightening slightly in a gesture of support. “I know, it’s hard to come to terms with,” he murmured, his voice filled with empathy.

But Sophia wasn’t finished. With a heavy heart, she continued, her words coming out in a rush of emotion. “And the documents we found…they revealed so much more than I ever could have imagined,” she confessed, her voice trembling with emotion. “Crimes related to the mafia, the revelation that my father’s car accident was a result of mafia retaliation…it’s just too much to bear.”

Tears welled up in Sophia’s eyes as she spoke, the weight of the truth crashing down on her shoulders. But even in the midst of her grief, there was a steely determination in her voice.

“I won’t let them get away with this,” she vowed, her voice filled with resolve. “Those responsible for these heinous crimes will face the consequences, no matter what it takes.”

As they walked away from the airport, Alexander pulled Sophia into a tight embrace, his arms offering her comfort and solace amidst the turmoil of emotions swirling within her.

“Is your fear of high-speed driving related to your father’s accident?”

Alexander asked softly, his voice filled with gentle concern.

Sophia nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Yes,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I can’t shake the feeling of dread whenever I’m in a car going too fast.”

Alexander’s heart ached for her as he listened to her confession. “I understand,” he murmured, his voice laced with empathy. “But you don’t have to face this alone, Sophia. We’ll navigate through it together.”

Sophia leaned into his embrace, finding comfort in his reassuring words. But as she listened to Alexander’s warning about the dangers of seeking revenge against the mafia, a knot of fear tightened in her stomach.

“I know it’s dangerous,” she replied, her voice trembling slightly. “But I can’t just sit back and do nothing. My father and grandfather deserve justice.”

Alexander sighed, his expression grave. “I know,” he said quietly. “But we need to be smart about this. We can investigate together, but promise me you won’t take any risks on your own.”

Sophia nodded solemnly, her determination unwavering. “I promise, “she vowed, her voice steady despite the turmoil raging within her.

As they continued their conversation, Alexander suggested involving Kyle in their investigation, recognizing his expertise and resources could be invaluable in uncovering the truth.

“We should bring Kyle in on this,” he suggested, his voice thoughtful. “He’s got connections and resources that could help us figure out who took those missing files.”

Sophia nodded in agreement, grateful for Alexander’s insight. “That’s a good idea,” she said, her voice filled with gratitude. “Let’s reach out to him and see if he can help us.”

Alexander couldn’t shake the thought that Sophia might be troubled by more than just her father’s involvement with the mafia. “Are you okay with the revelation about your father having a child with another woman before being with your mother?” he asked gently, his voice filled with concern.

Sophia paused, her brow furrowing as she considered his question. “Honestly, it’s a lot to process,” she admitted, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “But I believe in my father’s integrity. I don’t think he would have cheated while he was married.”

Alexander nodded, understanding her perspective. “That makes sense,” he agreed. “But my mother wouldn’t lie about something like this. Maybe there’s more to the story that we don’t know.”

Sophia sighed, her thoughts troubled as she grappled with the conflicting information. “I’ll look into it,” she promised, her voice determined. “I owe it to myself to find out the truth.”

As they walked, Sophia decided to open up to Alexander about her parents’ marriage for the first time. “You know, my parents’ marriage was short-lived, “she began, her voice tinged with sadness. “They had different values. My mother sought freedom and independence, while my father valued family above all else.”

Alexander listened attentively. “I’m sorry, Sophia,” he murmured, his voice filled with empathy. “That must have been difficult for you.”

Sophia nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. “It was,” she admitted. “But I’ve come to terms with it. And even though I have no contact with my mother, I know that my father loved me unconditionally.”

As they walked hand in hand, Sophia felt a sense of peace wash over her, grateful for Alexander’s unwavering support and understanding.

“Let’s go home, love,” Alexander said and led her to the plane.