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.

not in a rush to get to work, but I still have to

toyed with 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 things about her, so much

get up,” he decided, releasing

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;

dwelling too much on this, she lifted the covers and crawled out

fell in step behind her, resuming his role as her shadow as he made to wash up with

this together the night before, so in a show of acceptance of his behavior, she did not stop him from following her into the bathroom. After all,

change of clothes for the day while Sonia went out

into the tumble-dryer last night, and she wasn’t too concerned that they

Sonia was done putting on hers as well. She was sitting on the couch

asked, casting him a sideway glance as she tried to draw in

to her, his gaze falling on her clothes as he

her hand

the sausages at Royal Restaurant so much, we’ll have breakfast there,” he said as 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 wouldn’t mind wearing the same

feeling that it was time he had some of

He swallowed, and when he saw her checking through her purse to make sure she had all her stuff, he

at him with genuine concern, then pressed, “Is your throat still fried

to the side, a little confused as she thought, That can’t be

while mumbling, “It’s nothing;

the thought of having her clothes in the wardrobe along with his. He knew she would not let him live this down, and would make fun

at all when she heard his reason, seeing as he

glass of water for him. “Here, drink some to soothe that