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

Chapter 86

Chapter 86

Toby was looking at some charts on his tablet when he heard Jean’s words, which made him frown a little. Tina had been glad to see Jean’s attempts to bring Toby and her closer to each other, but her heart sank the moment

she saw Toby’s frown. “Do you not like the idea of me sharing a room with you, Toby?” Tina asked before she bit her lip

He was just about to part his lips to speak when Jean gave him a light hit on the lap. “Why would Toby not like that idea? Alright, it’s all set!”

“Mom!” Toby’s frown deepened. “This isn’t good for Tina. We’re not married to each other yet” Tina’s face turned

 

pale upon hearing his words. He’s still rejecting Madam White even after Madam White comes to a fixed decision. Has Toby ever considered how I feel in this situation?!

Meanwhile, Tyler, who had been calmly munching on an apple the whole time, felt oddly pleased when he saw

 

the color draining out of Tina’s face. “Why does it matter if you’re married? You guys are engaged, and you guys

are going to stay in the same room eventually. You’d just be doing it a little earlier now,” Jean muttered in a

relaxed tone.

Toby turned to look at the woman beside him, who hung her head low. “That would be disrespectful toward Tina”

he uttered.

“What has that got to do with disrespect? Tina is-”

Before Jean could finish her sentence, Tina spoke up. “It’s fine, Madam White,” she said while forcing a smile and

shaking her head. “We can forget it since Toby doesn’t want to do it. There are tons of other rooms in the Fuller

Residence. I can just stay in another one of them.”

“But.” Jean was still rather dissatisfied; she wanted to continue talking about it.

Then, Tyler threw the core of his apple away before he dusted his hands. “You should just forget it since that’s

what Tina wants, Mom. Toby needs to help me with my homework tonight. He wouldn’t have time for Tina

anyway.”

a glance, and

puzzlement in Jean’s eyes couldn’t be concealed. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe in her own son; it was just that Tyler had never enjoyed studying in the past. It was therefore near-impossible

work on his

does that look in your eyes mean, Mom? What’s wrong with me wanting to work on my studies?” Tyler jumped up to his feet like a cat that just had its tail stepped

say that you’re going to choose basketball over university? What’s the purpose

to university. The basketball team will ban me from my competitions if my cultural subject’s marks are too low. Come

after that. As Tina watched the brothers heading up the stairs, both of

tight fists.

the door behind them in the room.

you didn’t want to stay in the same room as her.” There was another reason Tyler did such a thing-he wanted to

question that had

the right answer to it. He didn’t know why, but

felt resistant to the idea; he and Tina had slept

and I’ll help you out.” Toby was

way, Toby. That was just an excuse.

homework?”

snapped in an unyielding tone as he shot his brother a cold glare. Tyler wore a dejected look

went over to grab

just arrived at the company

over and checked it, but there was no sender’s information on

“I’m not sure. The front desk said that a teenage

was for you.”

young man she knew. It can’t possibly be him, right? “Got it. You can send me the documents that I need to

office.” Sonia

 

back in her office, she

the envelope to find a ticket and a tiny memo. There was an orange ball

Expedition Competition’ written on it.

Tyler was the one who had sent the

across her face before she began to read the content of the

out. “Why would I want to

I don’t understand what is up with the sons of the Fuller Family. They were all so uninterested in me when I was still in the family,

to me now that

a smirk on her thin lips, Sonia tore the memo apart and threw it into the trash can.

replied as she

the documents that have just been sent over.” Daphne lowered a

look at them later. Also, I’d like you to

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