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

Chapter 103

Chapter 103

“It’s not you I’m looking for; I want to speak to Sonia. Is she there with you?” Grace asked on the other line, prompting Charles to glance over at Sonia.

“She’s here,” he answered.

“Pass the phone to her.”

Having made a noise of agreement, Charles handed Sonia his phone while saying, “Here, it’s my mom.”

Sonia took the phone over and greeted pleasantly, “Mrs. Lane.”

 

“Sonia! I’ve missed you so much.” Grace beamed as soon as she heard Sonia’s voice on the other end of the call.

Sonia, on the other hand, smiled as well. “I’ve missed you, too, Mrs. Lane.”

 

“You could always drop by to see me, you know.” Grace pointed out, feigning dejection.

“Sorry, Mrs. Lane. I’ve been tied up with tons of stuff recently. I barely have time to breathe,” Sonia winced and said apologetically.

few of my best recipes for you,” Grace cajoled kindly.

Sonia was just about to say something when Charles-who had been eavesdropping

-spoke up instead. “Mom, I’m bringing my darling for seafood.”

Grace, however, was insistent as she countered, “You know how restaurants never run a quality check on their seafood supplies, and it’s not as if they could do better than me when it comes to cooking.”

Sonia interjected, “Thank you for the offer, Mrs. Lane. We’ll go over to your place in a bit!”

“Oh, please, no need for the formalities. See you soon!” Grace chortled happily, elated that the younger girl had agreed to drop by for a meal.

When the call ended, Charles put his phone away and gave Sonia a resigned look. “Well, it looks like we’re going to have to give the seafood restaurant a miss.”

“It’s fine; there’s always next time, anyway. Now, we should probably go and pick out gifts for your parents.” With that, she linked arms with him and led him toward the car.

After they made their rounds through the boutiques in the mall, they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and a tasteful necktie for Curtis. Then, they made their way to the Lane Residence.

had always had close ties with the Reeds, and their relationship was more family than anything else. In particular, Grace had been best friends with Sonia’s mother. As far as Sonia was concerned, Grace was like a second mother to her, having taken care of her

and Sonia pulled up

as it had before. As such, she did not feel out of place at all and rather felt a warm sense

greet her guest when she heard the sound of the car pulling up. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Sonia, and she approached the latter with her arms spread

greeted with a bright

Charles stood by the side and drawled sarcastically, “Don’t mind me, Mom. I’m just your biological

“I see you every day, and believe me when I say I’m getting tired of it. My attention is on Sonia now. Come here, Sonia, let me take a good look at you!” She clasped Sonia’s hands in hers and

by the remark. “No, I

“Your

my baby fat, so now I appear

that’s enough fretting, Mrs. Lane. Shall we

of course. Come along, then.” Grace took her by the hand and led her into the

no one else at home but them, and

how you‘ve been for the past six years.” Ever since Grace watched the press conference, she

life she had had with the Fullers, though

and snapped, “I knew those Fullers were rotten! You should have told us how badly they were treating you, Sonia. If you had told us, then we would have stood up for you and gotten

he bit into an apple. “That’s

fact that she had kept mum about her abusive marriage wounded him, and the rage he felt never went away. That being said, he was less angry with her than he

her. Tears pricked her eyes as she said, “I

 

to get them to stand up for her throughout her marriage to Toby, but they couldn’t come to her defense all the time. Besides, they weren’t actually related to her, which meant her troubles

I going to do with you?” Grace gently prodded the younger girl’s

good-naturedly as she wrapped the latter’s arm like

gesture and smoothed Sonia’s

curiously. “Mom, what do you have on the stove?

thoughts, and her eyes lit up with panic. She rose to her feet in a flurry

kitchen to salvage the chowder simmering in the pot, and thankfully, she made it in

two tall glasses of juice over to Sonia and said, “Here you go, Sonia. Have some juice while you watch a bit of television; I’ll be in the kitchen whipping up a

Mrs. Lane.” Sonia nodded

a look. “Come and

Charles blinked. He could hardly believe what he had just heard as he pointed at his nose. “Are you serious, Mom? What

or not?” Grace’s face was dark

bristled at this and did not dare reject her. Resigned, he

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