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

"No, I didn't." He shook his head. "I honestly just didn't want to put you in a difficult position. Trust me."

He made her look into his eyes.

At that moment, Sonia noticed the serious look in his eyes and she found herself believing his words. However, she refused to admit it and merely snorted twice.

Subsequently, he headed toward the direction of the bedroom with her in his arms.

Sonia's body instantly stiffened. "Toby, I'm ordering you to stop right now!"

Evidently, he did not pay heed to her words and stopped. He continued to carry her toward the room. "I told you that the soup tonight triggered the effect of the soup this morning, so darling, I can't stop."

As soon as his words fell, he kicked the door before it was thrown open.

Sonia yelled out, "Toby, I don't trust a single word of yours! This is just an excuse! I have never heard of the effects of tonic soup lingering in one's body before it gets triggered by something else!"

He chuckled deeply. "Well, now you have. Anyway, I'm not going to let go."

"Toby!" Sonia hollered at him.

However, this time, her hollers were soon muffled by the shut bedroom door.

That night, Sonia experienced his exceptional prowess similar to the night before and she ended up fast asleep in his arms out of exhaustion.

She tried several times to get him to stop as she could no longer withstand it. She did not want to continue any longer, but he claimed that there was no way of stopping as the effects of the soup lingered on, so he had to keep going. Ha. This is all bullsh*t. This is all just his excuse! Pfft!

Before Sonia fell asleep, she could not help but scoff at him. He really is the devil.

Despite her reaction, he refused to let her off the hook and the tryst did not end even as she fell asleep.

Half an hour later, he finally achieved satisfaction and stopped his actions before carrying her into the bathroom.

He placed her into the bath he had run earlier and took a quick shower under the shower unit.

Perhaps the water temperature in the bathtub was too comfortable, so despite her being fast asleep, she could not help revealing a contented smile on her lips. Her head lolled by the side of the bathtub and she fell into a deep sleep.

Toby shot a look at her and noticed her red face while fast asleep. There was a tender look that flashed across his eyes as he continued to shower.

Having placed Sonia into the bathtub as he showered, he needed not to worry at all about her sliding into the bathtub and choking on water because the bathtub was custom-made with the function of supporting the body. Even if one fell asleep, one would not slide deeper into the bathtub. That was also why Toby had no concerns at all about putting Sonia into the bathtub as he showered.

After he cleaned himself, he was in no hurry to help Sonia take a shower. Instead, he put on a bathrobe before striding out of the bathroom to head back to the bedroom.

He stood by the bed and bent down to remove all of the bedsheets and pillowcases before flinging them to the ground. Subsequently, he stood in front of the wardrobe and opened a drawer to retrieve some clean bedsheets and pillowcases from inside before making the bed.

After Toby did all that, he finally got up and collected the dirty linen on the ground before bringing them to the laundry room. Then, he put the dirty linen into the washing machine and put it to start. Finally, he went back into the bathroom and squatted next to the bathtub to clean Sonia up.

During the process, he was very patient and gentle in his ways. It felt as if he was handling a priceless treasure as he did everything gingerly to avoid hurting her.

Once he had done wiping Sonia down, he carried her back into the bedroom. By then, it was already 4.00AM.

He placed her gently onto the bed and tucked her under the blanket before finally finding the time to take a look at his phone.

As soon as he switched it on, a message popped out on his screen prominently. It was a message sent from Tom three hours ago—approximately around midnight.

Knowing Tom's personality well, Toby knew that he would never text him so late at night unless it was an emergency. Clearly, he must have something major to report in the message.

Toby stood by the bedside and held a white towel in his hand as he dried his wet hair. At the same time, he held his phone in one hand and unlocked it.

The room was lit up dimly, so the sudden brightness from the phone screen seemed to appear rather glaring.

The brightness from the phone screen shone on his handsome face and there appeared to be a mysterious air that surrounded him under the dark surroundings. He looked more dazzling than ever.

Yet the next second, his expression took a sudden turn as there was a dark look in his eyes and his eyebrows became tightly furrowed.