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

Chapter 621 Toby Caused Even More Trouble

Clatter! Clatter!

At this moment, the pot on the stove suddenly began to rattle. Its contents had begun to boil and caused the lid to rise with the steam.

Sonia heard the noise and quickly paused in her actions as she glanced at the stove. “The soup is done.”

“What do I do?” Toby asked.

Pointing at the knob on the stove, she told him, “Turn off the fire, stir the soup with the ladle, and set the pot aside for later.”

“Alright, I’ll do it.” With that, he walked to the stove.

As if she suddenly thought of something, she blurted out, “You only need to stir it. I’ll move the pot later.”

Ultimately, it was the same reasoning as before—with only one working arm, there was no way he would be able to move the pot to another place.

Knowing that Sonia was right, Toby didn’t repudiate her and only responded with an ‘okay’ before he turned off the stove.

After that, he picked up the ladle next to the stove and went to remove the lid off the pot.

Unfortunately, because he didn’t have much culinary experience, he wasn’t careful in avoiding the steam as he lifted the lid. As a result, the vapor from the boiling water scalded his wrist.

At once, Toby let out a muffled grunt as his brow furrowed in pain.

Hearing the noise he made, Sonia hurried forward to check on him. “What’s the matter?”

He calmly set the pot aside. “Nothing.”

“Really?” She squinted in skepticism, clearly not believing his words.

After all, she had definitely heard him grunting in pain.

However, Toby only averted his gaze as something flashed through his eyes. As he lacked the courage to look at her, he insisted, “Yes, really.”

“I don’t believe you.” There was no way Sonia wouldn’t be able to tell that he felt guilty. Pursing her lips, she demanded, “Tell me what happened or I’ll examine you myself.”

Her stern expression and serious tone of voice meant he had no choice but to surrender. So, he lifted his right hand and exposed his wrist to her.

Sonia instantly could tell what had happened from the red patch on his originally pale skin. “You burned yourself?” she asked in dismay.

Toby awkwardly coughed once to

Sonia questioned, “How

steam,” he answered, glancing

point, she was both amused and exasperated as she said, “Alright, I see you don’t know how to do anything apart from plucking vegetables. I think it’s

lowered his head in

that he would be unable to help even with the

expression, she could understand that

for her than lightening her load. It was natural that he would feel upset, as if he

truth, Sonia

Toby not to know

was already comforted by the thought that he

be like this once your arm

his arm, his heart filled with hope once

wasn’t that he couldn’t do anything well; it was

do the things

doubt that he would be able to help

that working with her in the kitchen or elsewhere made him elated. It was something he loved doing and he found it extremely

to treat your burn,” Sonia

started

Toby’s wrist prickled with

followed her out

the couch, Sonia went back to her room and pulled out a

on the coffee table before bending down to open the kit and searching through it for

instructed him as she opened the

did as instructed and extended his forearm to

swab in rubbing alcohol and applied it on his burn wound to

of cold spray and squirted

skin, the pain on his wrist dissipated and it was replaced with a comfortable, icy feeling. Then,

and applying it on the wound. “Don’t get it wet and you’ll have to

withdrawing his hand to look at the treated injury

TV then. I’ll go and finish making dinner. We’ll be able to eat soon.” She closed

it was past 9:00PM and she couldn’t afford to delay any

be extremely late by the time they were

help in the kitchen for the fear of causing her even more trouble, Toby remained on

Sonia went

the sound of vegetables being sauteed could be heard

of this opportunity, he pulled out his cell phone and called

night at the moment and he was instead working late in his own