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After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife Chapter 223 by GloryWrites

#223 “I just Want the Best for You.”

In the faded pages of Sophia’s grandfather’s diary lies a tale of resilience and determination, woven through the trials of a particularly challenging year in his life. It was a time when the winds of fate blew harshly against him, threatening to knock him off his feet at every turn. Yet, he stood firm, his resolve unyielding as he faced down adversity with unwavering courage.

At the center of his struggles was a formidable businessman who wielded immense power and influence in the town. This businessman had set his sights on Sophia’s grandmother, a woman of unparalleled beauty and grace. But her parents, staunch traditionalists, believed in the age-old practice of dowry, seeking to marry her off to the suitor who offered the highest price.

Christopher, deeply in love with her, found himself caught in a dilemma. He refused to stand idly by and watch as his beloved was auctioned off to the highest bidder. Instead, he resolved to take matters into his own hands, determined to win her heart against all odds.

Turning to the only force in town capable of challenging the businessman’s authority, Sophia’s grandfather sought the aid of the local mafia. In exchange for their assistance in intimidating the businessman, he offered them a different kind of currency-his intellect and strategic acumen.

Rather than resorting to violence or coercion, Sophia’s grandfather became the mafia’s trusted advisor, guiding them with his sage advice and astute insights. He proved to be an invaluable asset, helping them outmaneuver their rivals and stay one step ahead in their illicit dealings.

Despite the shadowy nature of his new associates, Christopher Jhonson remained steadfast in his principles. He refused to compromise his integrity or engage in any activities that went against his moral compass. Instead, he used his position to enact positive change from within, subtly steering the mafia away from the path of darkness and towards a more enlightened path.

As the years passed, Sophia’s grandfather continued to serve the mafia with unwavering loyalty, repaying his debt to them through his unwavering dedication and loyalty. And in doing so, he demonstrated that even in the darkest of times, it is possible to uphold one’s principles and emerge victorious in the end.

As Sophia traced her fingers over the weathered pages of her grandfather’s diary, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe and admiration for the remarkable man he was. His story served as a poignant reminder that true strength lies not in brute force or intimidation, but in the courage to stand up for what is right, no matter the cost.

Sophia wiped away her tears, her heart heavy with the weight of her grandfather’s story. She marveled at his resilience and unwavering determination to protect the ones he loved, even in the face of adversity.

Turning her attention to the task at hand, Sophia began scouring the diary for any clues that might lead her to the third diary. Unlike the previous one, there were no obvious hints or highlighted letters to guide her on her quest. She sighed in frustration, feeling the weight of exhaustion settling upon her shoulders.

Deciding to postpone her search until the following day, Sophia resolved to focus on the present moment. Having decided to talk to Benjamin for now, she wanted to help Becky reach him. Sophia didn’t know if it was because her grandfather’s love story inspired her, but she wanted to create a new one between Benjamin and Becky.

Making her way to Benjamin, Sophia found him engrossed in his own thoughts. She could sense the tension radiating from him, his brow furrowed in deep concentration. It was clear that he was wrestling with his own demons, much like Sophia herself.

“Benjamin,” Sophia called softly, breaking the silence that hung heavy in the air.

“Sophia, I’m sorry I scolded you like that earlier,” Benjamin said, his voice tinged with remorse as he looked at Sophia with concern etched on his face.

Sophia offered him a gentle smile, her eyes reflecting understanding. “No problem. I understand,” she reassured him, her tone soft and comforting.

“I just want the best for you, and I’m worried,” Benjamin confessed, his brow furrowing with genuine concern.

Sophia reached out to place a reassuring hand on his arm. “I appreciate your concern, Benjamin. But I’m okay,” she assured him, her voice filled with sincerity.

“I think it’s about time you stopped worrying about me and turned your attention to the things in front of you,” Sophia suggested, her gaze meeting his with unwavering determination.

Benjamin’s curiosity piqued, he furrowed his brows and questioned, What do you mean?”

Sophia took a moment to gather her thoughts before responding. “I mean, you and I were friends as kids, and now we’re brother and sister,” she explained, her voice gentle yet firm. ” And what kind of sister would I be if I didn’t tell you that it’s time to shake off the past and try to create something good for you in the future?”

Benjamin’s expression softened as he absorbed Sophia’s words. “You can’t be alone and sad forever, Benjamin. You have to let go and keep going,” Sophia encouraged, her voice filled with warmth and support.

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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: Completed 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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