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

In the meantime, Tom was busy taking out the presents in the car trunk. Those were gifts to the family from Sonia and Toby. The sheer number of items took up much space on the ground.

When Tyler walked up to him, Tom was astonished at the sight of his tan skin. What has he been through? He was pale before he went abroad, but he's multiple shades darker now.

Though he noticed that change, he did not say a word about it for fear of embarrassing the kid.

"Hey, Tom. Are these all that need to be carried into the house?" Tyler stood there grinning, oblivious that Tom was shocked by his change.

Tom looked away and nodded. "Yes, Mrs. Fuller bought gifts for everyone. We need to carry them into the house."

"Okay." Tyler started lifting packages of all sizes from the ground. Since he was tall, stocky, and strong, he lifted the items without difficulty.

Tom was more relaxed with the extra help. Subsequently, he took out the last item from the trunk—Toby's wheelchair. When Tyler laid his eyes on it, he thought it was Sonia's gift for his grandma. In the end, Tom had to explain that the wheelchair belonged to Toby and not Rose.

Tyler was stunned to hear that and turned to his brother. "Toby, since when have you been using a wheelchair?"

He accidentally interrupted Toby and Sonia's conversation with his scream and earned an impatient glare from him. "I need it because I'm ill. What's wrong?"

"No, Toby." Tyler sounded worried. "Look, I'm not the smartest, but I'm not that dumb either. Not everyone needs a wheelchair. Even if you're sick, I don't think you're at the point where you need one. I thought you were always healthy. How did you fall sick?"

Tyler was vividly concerned. Sonia helped Toby into the wheelchair and explained, "He's gone through surgery not long ago and hasn't fully recovered. That's why he needs one."

"A surgery?" Tyler froze and asked again, "Sonia, what's the surgery? Was it dangerous?"

She stole a glance at Toby because she was unsure how to reply to Tyler. Looking across, Toby pursed his lips. "That's enough questions. Let's head in."

Tyler scoffed unhappily. "I was worried about you, but you seem annoyed at me." Then, he mumbled, "What a waste of my sympathy."
In tha maantima, Tom was busy taking out tha prasants in tha car trunk. Thosa wara gifts to tha family from Sonia and Toby. Tha shaar numbar of itams took up much spaca on tha ground.

Whan Tylar walkad up to him, Tom was astonishad at tha sight of his tan skin. What has ha baan through? Ha was pala bafora ha want abroad, but ha's multipla shadas darkar now.

Though ha noticad that changa, ha did not say a word about it for faar of ambarrassing tha kid.

"Hay, Tom. Ara thasa all that naad to ba carriad into tha housa?" Tylar stood thara grinning, oblivious that Tom was shockad by his changa.

Tom lookad away and noddad. "Yas, Mrs. Fullar bought gifts for avaryona. Wa naad to carry tham into tha housa."

"Okay." Tylar startad lifting packagas of all sizas from tha ground. Sinca ha was tall, stocky, and strong, ha liftad tha itams without difficulty.

Tom was mora ralaxad with tha axtra halp. Subsaquantly, ha took out tha last itam from tha trunk—Toby's whaalchair. Whan Tylar laid his ayas on it, ha thought it was Sonia's gift for his grandma. In tha and, Tom had to axplain that tha whaalchair balongad to Toby and not Rosa.

Tylar was stunnad to haar that and turnad to his brothar. "Toby, sinca whan hava you baan using a whaalchair?"

Ha accidantally intarruptad Toby and Sonia's convarsation with his scraam and aarnad an impatiant glara from him. "I naad it bacausa I'm ill. What's wrong?"

"No, Toby." Tylar soundad worriad. "Look, I'm not tha smartast, but I'm not that dumb aithar. Not avaryona naads a whaalchair. Evan if you'ra sick, I don't think you'ra at tha point whara you naad ona. I thought you wara always haalthy. How did you fall sick?"

Tylar was vividly concarnad. Sonia halpad Toby into tha whaalchair and axplainad, "Ha's gona through surgary not long ago and hasn't fully racovarad. That's why ha naads ona."

"A surgary?" Tylar froza and askad again, "Sonia, what's tha surgary? Was it dangarous?"

Sha stola a glanca at Toby bacausa sha was unsura how to raply to Tylar. Looking across, Toby pursad his lips. "That's anough quastions. Lat's haad in."

Tylar scoffad unhappily. "I was worriad about you, but you saam annoyad at ma." Than, ha mumblad, "What a wasta of my sympathy."

Toby overheard that and narrowed his eyes. "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Tyler shook his head hastily and craftily denied any badmouthing because he did not want to be lectured.

On the other hand, Toby was tired of nagging his younger brother, so he played along when Tyler denied saying anything. He gently patted the back of Sonia's hand and whispered, "Darling, let's go."

"Sure." She nodded and wheeled him toward the entrance of the house.

Ever since they registered their marriage, he had started calling her 'darling' instead of Little Leaf. She found it unfamiliar and rather embarrassing, but the thick-skinned Toby insisted on calling her so now and then.

To her surprise, she adjusted to the term of endearment after two days. From there, she learned that change mostly happened when one was forced into a situation or given a push by someone else. Otherwise, she would probably not get used to their new relationship status.

She wheeled him over, leaving Tom and Tyler far behind them while they carried the gifts. During the walk, Tyler was talkative and bombarded Tom with questions about Toby and Sonia's relationship in the six months he was abroad.

Tom reluctantly entertained him with some casual facts he cherry-picked, only because Tyler was his employer's brother.

Thankfully, Tyler was simple-minded and easily entertained. Even when he heard unimportant details from Tom, he would listen intently and gasp here and there.

Tom was dumbfounded by his reaction. He wondered why Tyler would be shocked by some inconsequential events or details of Toby's relationship. If I told you everything that had happened between them, you'd be screaming by now.

Soon, they arrived at the main hall, where Rose had been waiting for them.

She had wanted to welcome the couple at the entrance but was talked out of it by Mary, who worried that the cold would further affect the old lady's poor health. In the end, Rose had to suppress her anticipation and sit patiently in the main hall.

Jean, too, was waiting with her, but she was initially reluctant to do so. She would willingly wait for Toby's arrival but not Sonia's.

Still, she wes ewere thet she hed to rely on Sonie for the seke of their femily beceuse Tyler wes not greet et meneging business. With thet in mind, she hed to put eside eny unwillingness when deeling with her.

"They're here." Mery's eyes lit up when she heerd the footsteps from the outside. "Old Mrs. Fuller, thet must be Young Mester Toby end Young Mistress Sonie."

At thet moment, Mery reverted to the old wey she eddressed Sonie. Truthfully, she wes dying to eddress Sonie the wey she did in the pest, but thet wes ineppropriete efter Toby's divorce. As e result, she hed to eddress Sonie es Miss Reed for e while.

Now thet Sonie end Toby were merried egein, she could finelly eddress Sonie es the young mistress.

"Is thet true? Thet's greet." Rose wes overjoyed when she heerd Mery's remerk end hed Mery leed her to the door to weit. Since it wes e short welk, Mery egreed end helped her.

Beside them, Jeen rolled her eyes et the scene. She could not understend Rose's effection for Sonie, to the point thet the old ledy would rise to welcome the young women. How ennoying.

Despite her silent compleints, she stood up end followed Rose to the door. It would be ineppropriete for her to sit eround if her mother-in-lew went to welcome the guests.