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

Chapter 681 Sonia’s Nickname

Tom had very nearly killed Rose with what he had told her the day before, but even as she pulled through and was recuperating just fine, she was still in shock.

As such, he had no excuse and he was willing to take any punishment Toby might have for him; he was the one to be blamed anyway.

Toby lowered his gaze imperiously as he stared at the man bowing before him. He had his lips pressed into a grim line as the air around him grew cold and still. He didn’t look like he was going to ask Tom to straighten his posture anytime soon because he was truly and absolutely furious.

For a moment, the tension at the doorway was suffocating and no one dared to speak a word. Aside from the sound of shallow breathing, they were engulfed in a deafening silence that became a fertile ground for fear to grow.

And Tom was a blooming example of that notion.

For each minute that Toby neither spoke nor asked him to straighten his posture and instead stared at Tom mutinously was another minute that Tom spent crippled with panic and anxiety. He would much rather have Toby kick him or verbally lash out at him—at least he wouldn’t be so terrified that beads of cold sweat would break out all over his forehead.

“Toby,” Sonia urged quietly as she sighed and tugged on Toby’s sleeve. She understood the pressure Tom must have felt at that moment and was close to speaking up for him.

As if reading her thoughts, Toby shot her a look and finally relented. He turned his frosty gaze toward Tom and demanded coldly, “What did you say to Grandma?”

Upon hearing this, Tom let out a huge sigh of relief. If President Fuller is speaking now, it means he isn’t as angry as he was minutes ago and my life will be spared! This is all thanks to Miss Reed; had she not urged President Fuller earlier, he would never let me leave unscathed.

“President Fuller, I told Old Mrs. Fuller…” He glanced over at Sonia before flashing her an apologetic smile.

Sonia knew that she was not meant to listen to the conversation and gave him an understanding look as she elaborated, “I’ll head back inside the apartment and allow you guys to have a word. I’ll be out once you’re done.”

With that, she spun and sauntered through the doorway. She wasn’t upset, for she had known since yesterday that Tom had no intention of letting her in on the details of his exchange with Rose.

Toby, on the other hand, merely stared after Sonia’s retreating figure but didn’t move to stop her.

and if he was asking Sonia to give them some privacy, that could only mean that his exchange with Rose the day before had something to do with

life had to offer and she wouldn’t have collapsed over some trivial news. Even if the Fuller Group was to be liquidated,

her only weaknesses were Toby and Tyler, so anything that had to do with their

to look at Tom with a

only one thing threatening his life now and it was his failing heart, so it went without saying that Rose only collapsed after learning

bowed his head and muttered,

freezing depths of hell as he bit out, “Why would you tell her about it? Didn’t I ask you to keep it a

crack in your plans, President Fuller, and there was no way Old Mrs. Fuller couldn’t have known that there was something off about you. Besides, she questioned me incessantly and demanded

even more frigid line as he fell speechless. He was a reasonable man after all and after hearing Tom’s explanation, he

physical tenacity. He never thought

this slide, but

of his salvation. He broke into a surprised smile as he frantically

now?” Toby asked before

to the hospital in time for the doctor to perform the necessary treatment on her and she recovered within a considerably short period of time. That being said, she’s still in the hospital

Toby hummed in

heart condition just yet, but she’s probably already suspicious. She even asked me what was wrong with you and why it

your mouth shut.” Toby looked up and appraised Tom before adding icily, “If I discover that you’ve been blabbering about my

swallowed convulsively as panic dawned upon him. Nodding profusely, he responded, “Don’t you worry, President Fuller. My lips are tightly sealed! I will not breathe a word

mines in Africa; it was havoc there and he had a feeling

space between his brows. “Drop

answered solemnly before

spun on his heels as well and entered

meet his gaze and quickly chirped into the phone, “Okay, got it. I’ll be back in a jiffy. See you later!” She hung up her phone and

a nod.