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

Boss Your Wife’s Asking for A Divorce Again Chapter 130

Toby averted his gaze when he met Sonia’s clear and icy one, seemingly terrified that she might see through him. He looked elsewhere as he pointed out, “You shouldn’t go horseback riding when you’re this pale and sick!”

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to glance at Sonia’s face.

Charles was the first to speak up. “He’s right, darling. You really do look a bit pale. Are you still feeling the after-effects of carsickness?”

Sonia patted her own face self-consciously. “Am I really that pale?”

“Just a little bit,” Rebecca replied.

Sonia gave a small laugh. “Well then, I should be fine enough to ride a horse.”

Toby’s brows furrowed when he heard this, and there was a disapproving look etched on his face. As it turned out, she had very little regard for her pregnancy. Surely taking care of the baby is more important than riding a horse!

Just as he was about to forcefully keep her from horseback riding, Charles interjected, suggesting, “Darling, perhaps you should go back and get some rest. You can always ride a horse the next time. We wouldn’t want you to get another dizzy spell, would we?”

Toby nodded imperceptibly at this, pleased that Charles was being sensible this time instead of indulging Sonia’s every whim like he usually did.

However, Sonia was adamant as she grinned and said, “Come on, I’m perfectly fine! Besides, what’s the point of going back now that I’m already here? Relax, I won’t get my horse to break into a gallop-I’ll keep it on a gentle and steady trot instead.”

“Very well, then,” Charles agreed, having assessed that her suggestion was feasible enough. Then, he led her toward the stables where they could pick out their horses.

Meanwhile, Toby stared after them, and his face grew dark and somber.

For a moment there, he had been convinced that Charles was a sensible person, but the latter proved him wrong at the first chance he got. Seething, Toby thought, What does she see in a soft and fickle guy like him?

At the riding track in the distance, Tyler cupped his hands around his mouth as he called out to his brother, “Toby, come over here and let’s race!”

Toby gave his foolish brother an indifferent look before completely ignoring them, then got on his own horse to trot over to the other side of the tracks.

It didn’t take long for Sonia and Charles to pick out their horses.

Sonia was dressed in red jodhpurs, which juxtaposed beautifully with the gorgeous white mare she had picked out from the stables. It was hard for anyone not to take a picture of the visuals she presented.

let out a low whistle.

good with words, so he complimented lamely, “You look good,

washed her hands off the Fuller Family, she still flashed Tyler a warm smile as

at this. Sonia’s finally speaking to

his saddle as he watched the three of them engage in friendly conversation. He couldn’t

had chosen and headed for

way of their race, Sonia led her horse toward the other side of the

She couldn’t even manage to get up

rode over. “Grab onto the saddle at the same time you mount your foot on the

right leg over

“Are you actually telling me how

not deny this. “Try

silent for a beat or two but did not refuse to

could get a free coaching session in the process. As such, she

what he had just told

tight, and her right leg hung awkwardly on the saddle. Worst of all, she could not retract her

shifted when he saw this, and he dismounted his

thought that she might fall onto the field below, and she was gearing up for the impact. However, the pain she had been expecting did not come, and

opened her eyes doubtfully, and only then did she realize that

her face instantly.

put her down on the ground, but he did not draw back his hand from where it rested in the curve of her

She gaped at him with wide eyes. “You’ll propel me

then said, “Put your left foot on the

did as she was

and again, she did not defy

go of her waist and lowered himself slightly, then cupped her rump with one hand while lifting her right leg up with

was flustered and embarrassed at his blatant

head to address the man behind her in a low voice, “H-Hey,

question, which was placed firmly on her butt in his effort to support her mounting the horse. Struck by sudden

had been engrossed with helping her mount the horse, and he paid no attention to how the position of his hand might

let go, though admittedly, he did not want to give up

without eliciting harsh