Chapter 64
After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife
#64 âItâs Almost Like You Have Feelings for Me.â
Sophia sat there, gazing at the bustling carnival scene when she suddenly sensed someone approaching. Turning her head, she was met with the sight of Alexander. At that moment, understanding dawned on her. Michaelâs abrupt departure had something to do with Alexander.
âIs the seat free?â Alexander inquired, looking at the bale of straw where Sophia had been sharing a moment with Michael just moments ago.
Sophia couldnât help but chuckle and nodded. Alexander appeared a bit out of place amidst the carnivalâs relaxed atmosphere, dressed in a formal suit, and it took him a moment to figure out how to sit without getting dirty or toppling over.
Seeing his awkwardness, Sophia couldnât suppress her laughter. âNo. need to be so cautious; itâs just a little straw. Go ahead and sit down.â
Alexander gave a grateful but awkward smile and gingerly settled onto the straw, patting his suit self-
consciously to ensure it remained presentable amid the rustic setting.
Sophia flashed a smile at Alexander, trying to ease the tension between them. âRelax, Alexander. I promise to pay for the dry cleaning of your suit if you stop squirming in the next two seconds,â she said, her tone lighthearted.
âOkay, sorry,â he responded, his earlier grim demeanor giving way to a more relaxed expression.
The two of them sat side by side, gazing ahead at the carnival attractions. Alexanderâs mood had been soured by witnessing Sophia and Michael together, and he hadnât spoken to her since that incident, especially after Michael played a trick on him, and Sophia overheard their entire conversation.
Sophia finally broke the silence. âWhat did you say to him that made him leave so quickly?â she inquired, her tone curious rather than accusatory.
Alexander was surprised that she wasnât angry at him for interrupting her date with Michael. He looked at her with a hint of astonishment before responding, âCompany database crash. I released a worm that ate the files.â
Sophia turned to him, now fully engaging in their conversation. âWhy? âshe asked, raising her beer bottle to take a sip, but Alexander stopped her.
âI had the seller replace your beer with apple juice,â he warned her.
âWhat?â Sophia chuckled. âI asked for a beer,â
âI didnât want you drinking around Michael. Iâm sure he would take advantage of any situation,â
Alexander replied with a hint of protectiveness in his voice.
Sophia burst into laughter. âOh, Alexander, itâs just one beer. Youâve seen me drink champagne; I can handle myself.â
Alexander looked at her, puzzled. â Isnât it hard a drink?â
Sophia couldnât help but find Alexanderâs unfamiliarity with such a common beverage endearing. âDonât tell me youâve never had a beer before?â
Alexander shook his head, admitting his inexperience with the drink. Sophia rose from the hay bale and extended her hand toward him. âCome on, you should try it.â
He hesitated for a moment but ultimately agreed. Taking her hand, he noticed how much warmer hers was than his. Standing up, he released her hand, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. For now, he was willing to take whatever Sophia was willing to offer.
Alexander couldnât help but wonder if Sophiaâs surprisingly good mood had something to do with her meeting with Michael. He really hoped it didnât. They stood in front of the drinks kiosk, and Sophia placed her order.
âIâll have two beers, and no apple juice this time,â she grinned. The salesman glanced at Alexander, who nodded in agreement. The man chuckled and handed over two bottles of beer, making a show of opening the glass bottles in front of them.
âTheyâre our own production,â he emphasized as he handed them the beers.
âThank you,â Alexander replied as he accepted the bottles. He passed one to Sophia and looked at it with a hint of uncertainty.
âTrust me, itâs not that bad,â Sophia reassured him, taking a sip from her bottle. Alexander cautiously followed suit, taking a sip and grimacing at the bitter taste of the beer.
âItâs an acquired taste,â Sophia chuckled. âYou could say that again,â he said, trying to mask his discomfort as he took another sip.
They returned to their hay bale seats, and Alexander attempted to strike up a conversation. âI noticed youâre a good shooter,â he commented.
âThank you,â Sophia replied. âMy grandfather, the one who arranged our marriage, used to take me hunting. I learned from him.â
âHe did a good job,â Alexander said with a smile. After giving the beer a second chance, Alexander began to tolerate the taste more.
âNow, will you tell me what this obsession with Michael is? Why donât you want me to date him?â she asked. âIâve told you, I think heâs dangerous, and heâs doing all of this just to annoy me,â Alexander replied.
âI actually agree with you,â Sophia admitted. Sophia had also noticed the lack of chemistry between her and Michael, and she felt that he was trying too hard to please her. His efforts were over the top and seemed driven by a desire to win her over at any cost, which led her to consider that Alexander might have a point.
âReally?â Alexander raised an eyebrow.
âHe wouldnât have called me on the phone to eavesdrop on your conversation if his intentions were innocent,â Sophia explained. âIâm not naive, Alexander, and being a lawyer, Iâm trained to read people and their behavior.â
Alexander took a deep breath and began to explain himself. âI know my words can be taken out of context, and I probably sounded like a complete fool, but I want you to know that I have the best intentions. Michael has done terrible things to my family in the past, and I know heâs capable of anything to continue his revenge. What worries me the most is that he might hurt you in the process of seeking revenge on me, and I donât want that to happen.â
She noticed the seriousness in his eyes and the sincerity in his voice. Despite the awkward circumstances of their meeting, she couldnât help but appreciate his genuine worry for her safety.
âI appreciate your concern, Alexander, Sophia began, her tone softer than before. âI understand that thereâs history between you and Michael, and itâs clear that youâre looking out for me. But I also need you to understand that I can take care of myself. Iâve dealt with my fair share of challenging situations in my career as a lawyer.â
Alexander nodded, acknowledging her words. âI know youâre capable, Sophia, and thatâs one of the things I admire about you. But this situation with Michael is different. Heâs unpredictable and holds a grudge against my family. I just donât want you to be caught in the crossfire.â
âI promise to be careful, Alexander. I wonât take unnecessary risks. But I also want to make my own choices. If this date with Michael ends up being a mistake, it will be my mistake to make.â Alexander sighed, realizing that Sophia was determined to handle things her way. âI understand, Sophia. Just promise me that if things start to feel unsafe or uncomfortable, youâll reach out to someone you trust.â
âI promise, Alexander. Iâll keep you informed if anything goes wrong.â Sophia says to make Alexander feel better. âBut stop worrying so much.â
âIâll try,â he replies, staring blankly. However, the atmosphere grew tense once more as Sophia considered her next question. She couldnât help but voice the thought that had been lingering in her mind. âAlexander, I have to ask you something. Why are you so persistent in communicating with me?
Even after everything thatâs happened between us, you keep showing up, offering your help, and now this apology. Itâs almost likeâ¦â
She paused, her voice trailing off, hesitant to voice the thought that had crossed her mind. But curiosity got the better of her, and she continued, âItâs almost like you have feelings for me.â
The moment those words left her lips, there was a profound silence between them. Alexanderâs expression shifted from vulnerability to something else, something unreadable.
Sophiaâs heart began to race, and a sense of panic washed over her.His silence seemed to confirm her suspicion.