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.

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

Charles and Sonia pulled

though she noted that the house looked the same as it had before. As such, she did not feel out of place at all

the car pulling up. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Sonia,

greeted with a

and drawled sarcastically, “Don’t mind me,

her eyes as she said pointedly, “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,

by the remark. “No, I haven’t,

Grace insisted. “Your face is

because I’ve lost all my baby fat, so now

enough fretting, Mrs. Lane. Shall we head

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

noted that there was no one else at home but them, and she couldn’t

past six years.” Ever since Grace watched

had had with the Fullers, though she kept it brief to

was still furious when she heard the last of the story. She slapped the edge of the coffee table in a physical show of frustration 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

an apple. “That’s what I told

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

felt warmth course through her. Tears

 

closest thing she had to a family was Grace and the rest of the Lanes. She might have been able 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 would only grow to become an unnecessary burden for them. She would rather give them

gently prodded

was frustrated, but she smiled good-naturedly as she wrapped the latter’s arm like

at this gesture and smoothed Sonia’s hair with motherly

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

her thoughts, and her eyes lit up with panic. She rose to her feet in a flurry and exclaimed, “Oh, no!

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

go, Sonia. Have some juice while you watch a bit of television; I’ll be in the kitchen whipping up a couple

nodded with

look. “Come and help

he had just heard as he pointed at his nose. “Are you serious, Mom? What

not?” Grace’s face

her. Resigned, he stood up

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