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

Titus and Julia shed tears of happiness when they saw how Sonia didn't object to them referring to Titus as her father. Could this mean that our child isn't really that hostile to us? "Sonny, how are you feeling right now?" asked an emboldened Julia concernedly as she approached Sonia. "Is something ailing you? If you feel unwell, you have to say it out loud. Pregnancy is traumatic in the first place, and you're young and have yet to experience this kind of thing. If there's something you don't understand, make sure to say it so that we can help you better. Got it?"

Titus chimed in, "Your mom's right, Sonny—"

Before he could finish his sentence, however, Sonia cut him short, saying, "I know these things myself, so you two don't have to remind me of that. I have lots of people around me who care about me."

The looks on Titus and Julia's faces turned to disappointment at the same time.

Julia nodded embarrassedly, saying, "You're right, Sonny. It's just that we're still worried about you, so please don't cast us off, okay?"

Sonia pursed her slightly pale lips without saying a word.

Toby patted her on the head without speaking either.

drew in a breath, and a faint smile reappeared on her face. "Oh, right, have you had breakfast? You two came so early.

so she went out of the way to buy a lot

necessary," Sonia refused after biting her lip. "We've had

with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you've had breakfast. It took you two a lot of time to come all the way here, so you must be hungry. Sonny, just have some more, okay?" She looked at Sonia eagerly. There was even an imploring look in her eyes. She just wanted Sonia

cook before getting pregnant with you, but after getting pregnant with you, she began to learn how to cook, saying she

and she turned to look at Julia.

also looking at her with reddened eyes. "Sonny—"

voice choked up. "What about Tina, then? Haven't you two cooked for

never cooked anything for Tina, nor have I combed her hair even once, because I know she's not you. I could distinguish between the two of you very well. Even if her presence pulled me back from the verge of a mental collapse, I know she isn't my daughter no matter how good she is. I learned those skills, especially for my own daughter, so I'll be unfair to you if I use them on Tina. That's why I've never done these things for her; I

doted on her, but I know she's not you. I didn't really have paternal feelings for her and only doted on her like doting on a tool. Perhaps people would say it's too unfeeling of me to do so, but who cares? She's never my birth daughter, anyway. You're always the child

kept a room for you at home over the last twenty-some years. Your dad and I got presents for you on your birthday every year, and we've been buying clothes for you every year without stopping from when you were born until now. There's a room at home that specifically stores things that your dad and I bought for you. Even Taylor has never touched them; although we really thought at the time that she was you, we never gave her the clothes and birthday presents that we bought for you because there was a voice in my heart that kept stopping me from doing so, saying that I'd definitely regret it for life if I were to do that." Eventually, the facts proved that she was right to believe in her inner voice, or she would've

that what they said was true… They had actually done so many things for a

she was aware of what was there on the fourth floor and why her parents wouldn't let her go

went to the fourth floor, only to get caught on the spot by Titus and Julia. She said she had always remembered that day vividly. Her parents had always doted on her, but they actually gave her a severe beating that day, and Julia even looked at her with a complicated look of hatred in her eyes. Since then, Tina had never gone to the fourth floor again. Even now, she still had