Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again

Chapter 590 Checking in on You

“How are you so sure?” Sonia asked Rose while looking for her phone.

Rose sipped her tea leisurely. “That boy… He just wanted us to end our conversation early so you can go back to rest. Although he said he would let us talk for half an hour, I know him—he definitely can’t wait for half an hour. Check your phone if you don’t believe me.”

Rose beckoned Sonia to check her phone. And so, Sonia took out her phone and lowered her head, thereupon her beautiful eyebrows twitched after she checked her phone. Then, she laughed. “Grandma, you’re right! It’s really Toby.”

“Told you. Alright, pick up his call, or else he would come over in person in a short while.” Rose shook her head and smiled helplessly.

With a hum, Sonia swiped the green button with her delicate fingertip and answered the call. “Hello?”

“Have you finished chatting with Grandma?” Through the phone, Sonia heard Toby’s deep and pleasant voice.

Sonia nodded slightly. “Yeah, we’re almost done.”

“Then, hurry up and ask the servant to bring you over to rest,” Toby said.

Sonia rubbed in between her eyebrows. “Don’t rush us. I want to stay with Grandma for a little longer.”

“You’re not feeling cold there?” Toby frowned. “Besides, Grandma needs her rest. She’s old and can’t stay up late.”

Meanwhile, Rose was leaning her ear close to Sonia’s phone. When she heard Toby’s words, she rolled her eyes.

What does this boy mean by I can’t stay up late just because I’m old? He’s definitely spewing nonsense! He’s clearly aware of my insomnia and that I basically go to bed very late every night.

It was none other than a false claim when Toby told Sonia that Rose could not stay up late.

know what’s up his sleeve most of the time. It’s just an excuse to trick Sonia into leaving and resting early. Alright. Fine.

thought of this, Rose moved her head away from Sonia’s phone and then held

ten o’clock, Old Mrs. Fuller,” Mary

Rose stood up. “It’s already ten o’clock? Oh my, it’s already this late? Mary, isn’t it time for

meant with a small signal, seeing she had served the old woman for

to help Rose up. “Yes, Old Mrs. Fuller. The doctor said you must take your medicine at ten o’clock every night, so why don’t we go

then turned to look at Sonia and sighed. “Sonia, I have to go back to take my medicine first. Why don’t you listen to Toby and go back and

in her heart, she knew Rose was not returning to her room at this hour to take her medicine. Instead, Rose took it as an excuse to pardon herself from the conversation. The reason for Rose to do this was just to fulfill Toby’s wish

would not match Toby and me together anymore? But why would she have such intentions now? Could it be that she saw through my feelings for Toby? As expected, everyone had already noticed that I had fallen in love with Toby again.

in her heart, on the outside, she responded with a radiant smile on her face. “I understand, Grandma. You rest early too,

you to your room later.” After that, Rose turned her head and looked at Mary, and she immediately walked Rose

that the phone screen was still showing that the call was ongoing. Her mouth widened, for she was

hung up while she was talking to Rose. Sonia immediately held the phone close to her ear and asked, “Toby, are

“Yeah!” Toby replied.

he had been keeping the phone close to his ear and had never taken it down all this time. Otherwise, he could not

softened, and she said, “Sorry, I was just saying a few words

“Grandma has allowed

Sonia

“Well, Grandma’s voice was rather loud. Alright. Just stay there and wait for me. I’ll

said she’ll let the servant

Toby instantly hung up the call. Dumbfounded and confused, Sonia could only watch her

their conversation. But this time, he hung up the call ahead of her, so it was evident that he did

it. Since he’s already on his way here, I might as well ask him to send me to my room. Sonia then put her phone back into her bag, picked up the teacup,

pavilion. She put down the teacup, got up, and walked toward the door, preparing to open it. But who knew, before her hand could touch the eaves, the door