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

Boss Your Wife’s Asking for A Divorce Again Chapter 137

“Of course not. It’s not like you don’t have anything to eat. Your brother prepared a table full of dishes for you right there, so get back to where you came from and finish your meal.” Charles pointed at Toby and turned Tyler away.

Tyler glared at him and said, “I’m not talking to you, so who are you to answer me?”

“I am Sonia’s boyfriend, which is all the reason I need to answer your question.” Charles wrapped his arm around Sonia’s shoulders, to which the latter didn’t show any sign of resistance. When Sonia didn’t back away, Charles appeared to be even more complacent. “So, how is it going to be? Do you have a problem with that now?”

Tyler was piqued as he immediately turned his attention to Sonia and sympathetically begged her to let him eat. “Sonia, I’m really hungry now, so can I have some of your cooking? Pretty please.” He placed his palms together and put on a pitiful look on his face.

At that moment, Tyler’s reaction reminded Sonia of a poodle she reared many years ago. Back in the day, the puppy would behave sympathetically by raising both of its front paws to beg for something to eat, just like what Tyler was doing. Therefore, Sonia’s pity eventually got the better of her as she pointed at the empty seat and said, “Alright, help yourself.”

“Yeah, you’re the best, Sonia!” Tyler happily scampered to the kitchen to grab himself a fork and spoon.

“Are you really going to let him eat, darling?” Charles looked at Sonia in disbelief, while Zane and Rebecca seemed to be as surprised as Toby did. After all, they all knew that she once said she would make the Fuller Family pay for what they did to her. Therefore, they didn’t understand why she’d let Tyler have her cooking.

“Yes, of course,” Sonia answered.

“Why?” Charles knitted his eyebrows and asked. In the meantime, Toby pricked up his ears to listen closely because he was also curious to know how Sonia would answer Charles’ question as well.

“It’s nothing too complicated. The way he looked just reminded me of Bucky.” Sonia smiled while the memories of the past filled her with nostalgia.

At the same time, Charles tried to recall how Bucky looked from a long time ago as he nodded in agreement. “Yeah, you’re right indeed.”

“Did you guys just talk about Bucky?” Toby suddenly stood up, asking with a desperate voice while fixing his gaze on Sonia with a tense look on his face.

Wondering whether Toby was referring to the same ‘Bucky’ they were talking about, Sonia and Charles exchanged gazes with each other in confusion because they didn’t understand why Toby was so agitated. Before both of them could tell him that Bucky was actually just a poodle, Tina suddenly bent over and buried her head under the table while coughing.

An anxious expression appeared on Toby’s face as he patted her back and asked in a concerned manner, “How do you feel, Tina?”

would you please walk me to my

“Sure.” Toby nodded.

was a poodle from Toby’s letters that she read earlier. Therefore, she was taken aback by his reaction when he heard Sonia suddenly mention Bucky. Because of that, she was grateful that she was able

curiously asked when he returned from the

back to their room, so you should go back to yours too. Forget about

you?!” Tyler rolled his eyes upward at Charles and proceeded

so touched that tears almost rolled down his

to rain on his parade after putting down

Tyler’s eyes widened

us contributed to making this meal. I cooked the dishes while Rebecca rinsed the vegetables; Charles took care of the seasoning while Zane scraped away the fish scale for cooking. Therefore, you’re going to have to

Tyler looked down and said, “Alright, I

hair on Tyler’s head and rubbed it with her

blushed. “Are you treating

Sonia stood up from her seat and

time, Charles and the rest began to leave the table when they were done with their meals. By the time they were gone, Tyler

his plate and indulged himself in the

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and head downstairs to quench her thirst. At that moment, there was no longer thunder, although it continued to rain. As the howling wind blew, it sent chills down Sonia’s spine and made her hair stand on end so much that she kept rubbing her

what was wrong, Sonia subconsciously held onto the railing beside her as she didn’t dare to move a muscle. After all, she couldn’t see anything in the dark, which would probably expose her to risks of getting hurt as she might fall down from the stairs or bump

in the dark with her phone’s flashlight. Soon, the door was open, whereupon footsteps were heard and accompanied

was approaching her and asked, “Is that you, Charles?” While the person was shining on the floor with the flashlight, the poor lighting made it even harder for her to make

for Charles, his face darkened. How on earth do I look like