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

Boss Your Wife’s Asking for A Divorce Again Chapter 841 Chance Meeting at the Boutique

Daphne had gone along with Charles and slept with him for her own benefit. As for Charles, it did not matter if he was drunk or not. He was already making a mistake by getting a woman to sleep with him.

Sonia started to wonder what would have happened if it had been another woman who went to him that day. Would Charles still have gone to a hotel with that woman?

Chances are, the answer would still be yes. This was why both Charles and Daphne were responsible for what had happened.

Toby saw how Sonia was lost in thought with a worried expression on her face, so he gently scraped her nose and asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Sonia shook her head. “I’m just thinking about Daphne, since she plans to abort the child and asked me to keep it a secret from Charles. I don’t know if that is the right thing to do or not.”

Once Toby heard that, he stroked her hair and comforted her. “It doesn’t matter if it’s right or wrong. It’s still a private matter between the two of them. Even if you’re Charles’ friend, it’s still not something you should get involved in, so just let them solve their own issues. It may backfire on you if you tried to interfere, so it’s best not to do anything.”

“I know that, but Charles is my friend, and I…”

“So what if he’s your friend? This is their private business.” Toby cut her off and reminded her, “Charles is a grown man. You don’t have to concern yourself with his matters. It’s not like he’s your son.”

When Sonia heard Toby’s words, she snorted and smacked him lightly. “What are you talking about? Who are you calling my son?”

“I’m just giving an example.” Toby grinned at her. “Whatever Charles does with your secretary is their own business and they can take care of it themselves. Nothing is going on yet, but you’re already getting yourself so worked up about it. You’re probably showing even more concern than Mrs. Lane, so doesn’t that make it seem like Charles is your son?”

“What a load of nonsense!” Sonia glared at Toby playfully.

But Toby simply chuckled before appeasing her. “Alright, stop worrying about them. They don’t seem to be that concerned about it themselves, so why are you worrying on their behalf? Shouldn’t you be spending all that time and energy on me instead?”

“Don’t I care enough about you?” Sonia looked at Toby.

Toby nodded. “You do, but I’m a greedy man and I’ll never get enough of you. If you give me all the love and care that you give other people, then I’ll be even more satisfied.”

you any longer.” Sonia

getting late

nodded and walked

were standing in front of the elevator when Toby suddenly pulled her into

will,” Sonia promised as she patted him on the

her answer, Toby released her from

Finally, the doors closed and the elevator began its descent, and Sonia headed back to

it some thought and agreed that Toby was right. This was a private matter between Charles and Daphne, so they should handle it themselves. She was just

affection. How would her actions be taken if she started

fix this habit of

be concerned about on her friend’s behalf. By doing so, it would make the relationship seem

best for her to heed Toby’s advice. She would pretend to not know anything about Charles and Daphne’s issue, and

the future, then she could reconsider and offer her help if it was within her means. Now that Sonia sorted out her thoughts and made her

sometime in the afternoon when Sonia noticed that it was nearly time for her appointment. She stopped working, left her

the entrance. Once they noticed Sonia approaching, they went forward with a

their greeting with a

usher her in. “Please come with me, Miss

followed the manager into the

Once Sonia entered the store, she found

away deep within the boutique, and would only be brought out for those who were wealthy and influential enough to buy those gowns. People who were unfamiliar with luxury brands would

a cup of coffee, or perhaps a glass of champagne?” The manager brought Sonia to a

down and replied, “Coffee is fine. I drove here so

will have the coffee prepared for you. I have sent someone to retrieve your gown, so it will be brought out to you soon,”

lightly. “Alright, thank

all, Miss Reed.” The manager walked

the couch and browsed the Internet on her phone as she waited