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

Chapter 666

Chapter 666 The Peak of Frustration

With Toby to cushion her fall, Sonia felt no pain whatsoever, though her chin throbbed after colliding against his muscled back. She rubbed her chin as she scrambled off him, then reached to pull him up. “Toby, are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“Hmm?” Toby sat up gingerly on the floor and gazed at her in confusion.

She felt one of her eyes twitch. As it turned out, he didn’t even know what was going on, and he probably didn’t register his own fall. But judging from the looks of it, he doesn’t seem like he’s hurt at all. Besides, the floor is carpeted.

With that in mind, Sonia visibly relaxed and continued to help Toby out of the study, guiding him toward his bedroom.

He had no strength in his legs, and he staggered with each step until they finally, painstakingly, found themselves in the adjoining bathroom of his bedroom. Sonia didn’t think she had ever in her entire life been as exhausted as she was in the present. “Phew.” She let out a breath, then turned to address the man next to her, saying, “Okay, hold on to this!”

She jerked her chin in the direction of the bathroom sink.

Toby blinked at her stupidly. “Huh?”

She rolled her eyes, then enunciated through gritted teeth, “I said, put your hand on the edge of the sink so you can hold yourself up.”

“My hand?” He glanced down at his own hand for a few seconds, then tried to reach for the sink.

Relief washed over her when she saw that he was doing as told, but just as she was about to let go of his arm, he suddenly drew his hand back from the sink. He moved so quickly that she would have missed such a gesture had she blinked.

The corner of her mouth twitched a little in exasperation as she asked, “What’s wrong with you, Toby? Did the sink electrocute you or something?”

“It’s cold,” Toby answered stiffly, pursing his lips.

The onset of a migraine was starting to attack Sonia as she grumbled, “I know the sink is cold, but I don’t see how that’s a reason for you to not hold onto it. Surely you aren’t so fragile as to shrink away from cold porcelain. Are you a man or not?”

“I am,” he replied matter-of-factly with a nod.

She could choke on frustration. “Well, you answered pretty quickly to that. Okay, that’s enough dilly-dallying. Hold onto the sink now.”

it’s cold!” he whined as he shook his

determination, she suppressed the rage that bubbled up in her. Don’t get mad, don’t get mad, she chanted in her mind like a mantra. He’s a ten-year-old kid right now. You mustn’t get mad at

had been to the trials that came with caring for children, particularly the man-child

in all, she came to the sore conclusion that even Douglas had been easier to deal with

the space between her brows, Sonia glowered at the man darkly as she warned, “Toby Fuller, I’ll only say this one more time: put your hand on that sink,

sink right away. Looking over at Sonia helplessly, he

sake, why must I become the villain

much like a dejected child who had just been

she was still frustrated. He looks like I’m about to drag him into a slaughterhouse. “Alright, now just keep holding onto that sink and plant your feet firmly on the ground, okay?” She slowly let go of his arm. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you if you fall over later. There’s no

“Okay…” he mumbled begrudgingly.

shook her head, then turned toward the

She resisted the urge to snort as she thought rather disparagingly,

for Toby to soak in. As the

once more

a firm enough grip on the sink to not topple over, she ventured out of the bathroom and headed for his walk-in

collection was stored and mindlessly picked out a set of pajamas for him, thereafter going over to

one of the many drawers, and instinctively blushed as she selected one at random. Unceremoniously shoving

her figure re-enter the bathroom. Cheerily, he greeted,

with a nod. Placing the change of clothes into the hamper, she went over to hold his arm

his leg so

this, Sonia pulled his arm to stop him.

was puzzled as he blinked and replied without much thought, “Taking a

forehead. “How are you going to do that if

that suggested she was trying hard to keep her frustration from getting the better of her; with forced patience, she explained,

in the direction she was pointing at and noticed the

fingers through her hair like an aggrieved parent and said, “Alright, you just take your

go,” he said, holding onto

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