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

Chapter 680 Atonement

Sonia’s voice was soft and raspy with sleep, and given that her eyes were still closed, she clearly wasn’t fully awake yet.

That being said, for her to ask for the time despite having not fully awakened meant that she knew she was lying next to him all along. Otherwise, she would have bolted upright and demanded an explanation for his presence, and he didn’t think she would do it kindly either.

Toby glanced at his watch on the nightstand and said evenly, “It’s 10:00AM.”

At that moment, Sonia’s eyes flew open as she exclaimed, “What? It’s already 10:00AM?” Judging by her high pitch, she was more than astonished by his answer.

He nodded slightly. “Yes, that’s right.”

She scrambled to get up. “Oh, no. Oh, crap. I’m late! I have a meeting that I’m supposed to get to this morning.”

She raked her fingers through her hair and made to throw off the covers, but just as she was about to tumble out of bed, Toby reached out to pull her back into the confines of his arms. Startled, she tried to pry his arms off as she asked urgently, “What are you doing, Toby? Let go of me right now. I have to wash up and get to work!”

“Hold your horses,” he said with a low chuckle. “Your secretary called earlier, probably to ask why you haven’t gone into work at this hour. After she found out that you were with me, she hung up, though. She didn’t urge me to wake you up so you could rush over to Paradigm Co., which means the meeting this morning isn’t really that important, is it? So, why don’t you just relax and have some breakfast before you head over?”

“But…” Sonia trailed off hesitantly. She knew the meeting today wasn’t that important, but she had never been one to bail on company matters, or on anything in general.

Toby took one look at her frown and immediately knew what she was thinking of. He reached up to massage and smooth out the divot between her brows, then muttered softly, “I know what you’re thinking, but sometimes, being late and bailing on a company meeting aren’t necessarily bad things. On the contrary, it will only add to your authority because you’re the chairman of the company and you have the privilege of showing up late.”

It was only after she heard this that she calmed down and the panic that had seized her moments ago slowly ebbed. With a nod, she relented and responded, “Well, if you say so, then I guess I’ll be slacking off today for the sake of it.”

He was the president and chairman of Fuller Group, so he couldn’t possibly lie to her about these things. Besides, she knew for certain that her tardiness today wasn’t going to hurt Paradigm Co. in the slightest.

a rush to get to work, but I still have to get up at

her hand, which was right on top of his own. Her hand was soft and delicate, and for some reason, he found it one of the most enchanting

get up,” he decided, releasing

sense his reluctance as he detached his hand from hers and she was highly amused by it. What’s so fun about holding my hand? She brought her hand up before her and inspected it from every angle; she hadn’t sprouted an extra finger overnight, and she couldn’t find anything remotely interesting about her hand that

the covers and crawled out of bed before

role as her shadow as he made to

following her into the bathroom. After all, she was in his territory as a guest, and certainly there had never been a guest so bold as to

up, Toby sauntered into his own walk-in wardrobe to put on a fresh change of clothes for the day while Sonia went out to the

into the tumble-dryer last night, and

on hers as well. She was sitting on the couch in the living room and holding

do you feel like having for breakfast?” she asked, casting him a sideway glance as she tried to draw in

to her, his gaze falling on her clothes as he suggested,

her hand

Royal Restaurant so much, we’ll have breakfast

He had told her that he would have Tom send over a new outfit for her, but she rejected his offer, saying that she wasn’t sure how long Tom would take with the delivery and that she

had a feeling that it was time he had some of her clothes here for nights

to tingle all over with excitement. He swallowed, and

slung her purse over her shoulder and looked at him with genuine concern, then pressed, “Is your throat still fried

as she thought, That can’t be it. He sounded fine

his eyes and lowered his gaze while mumbling, “It’s nothing; I’m just

clothes in the wardrobe along with his. He knew she would not let him live this down,

she heard his reason, seeing as he truly

out a glass of water for him. “Here,