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

“It’s not that long. About half an hour,” Charles answered, taking out his handkerchief and wiping away her sweat in concern. Blinking in surprise, she asked, “Half an hour? I thought you guys reached way earlier than that.” “Uh…” he uttered and chuckled awkwardly. “Well, we could have reached the top very early at first, but it’s all Tyler’s fault. He went on the wrong path. So—” “What do you mean it’s my fault?” Tyler argued in a huff.

He had just walked over and overheard Charles speaking badly about himself. “You’re the one who resorted to dirty tricks and pointed out the wrong way to me because you couldn’t beat me in speed.” Snorting smugly, Charles said, “Even if I tricked you and pointed out the wrong path to you, you still went on it anyway. Just how dumb are you?” “You!” Tyler hissed, holding his fist angrily. Holding her forehead, Sonia interrupted, “That’s enough, both of you.

Stop arguing. You’re giving me a headache.” “I’ll massage you, darling. You’ll feel better after that.” Charles paced behind her and rubbed her temples as he spoke. Seeing the situation, Tyler mumbled, “Bootlicker.” Hearing him, Charles replied in an equally hushed voice, “Some people aren’t even fit to be a bootlicker.” The edge of Sonia’s lips twitched, and she was speechless at the sight of an adult and a teenager arguing like children.

“If both of you are going to continue fighting, then get away from me and let me have some silence by myself.” “No more fighting. We’re not fighting anymore, darling,” Charles assured hurriedly. Tyler nodded as well, indicating that he wouldn’t argue anymore. Indeed, both of them held on to their words and quieted down, and Sonia was finally able to have some peace. Despite that, something suddenly hit Tyler a few minutes later.

Looking down the mountain, he asked, “By the way, Sonia, where’s my brother?” “He’s behind us,” she answered casually. Charles sniggered. “A strong man like him can’t even beat two ladies in a hike and is taking so long to reach the top. He’s really useless.” “That’s nonsense. It’s not my brother that’s the problem, but Tina, for sure. She must be the one who’s slowing him down,” Tyler explained on behalf of Toby indignantly.

Sonia raised her brows, thinking, I have to admit that, in a sense, this guy really hit the bullseye. The reason that Toby still hadn’t made it to the top was really because of Tina dragging him down. Sure enough, Tyler’s words were soon confirmed to be true when Toby arrived at the peak with Tina on his back.

was a physically demanding task to carry a person weighing around a hundred pounds up the mountain. Even if he worked out all year round, he

asked in concern as she paced over. Toby’s eyes flew open, and he was about to answer when Tyler stood between them and glared at Tina angrily. “Do you think he’s alright?” Frightened by the ferocity in his eyes,

she looked as though she was about to burst into tears. The sight of her in this state frustrated Tyler even more, and he wanted to continue when Toby broke him off,

way?” “So are you going

a piece of tissue to her, he cooed, “Don’t cry anymore.” “Okay,” she answered, nodding aggrievedly. Just then, Sonia and three others, who were away collecting wood and stones, returned. Seeing Toby and Tina, Zane placed down the small rocks in his hands and said in amusement, “Hey Toby, you finally made your way

stove, Sonia was preparing to heat up the lunch which they had brought to the top. It was getting late and everyone had completed a hike, so they were all hungry; it was time to prepare the food. “Alright, does anyone have a lighter?” she asked, looking at Zane and Charles while brushing her hands off after she was done putting up the stove. Charles shook his

I don’t smoke. What about you?” he asked Zane. Zane felt his pockets and smiled awkwardly. “Sorry, I forgot to bring it.” “I didn’t bring one, either,” Rebecca and Tyler said. Looking up into the skies helplessly, Sonia lamented, “So nobody has a lighter. What are

and while Sonia was contemplating to send someone down the mountain with the cable car to bring a lighter, Toby’s cold voice suddenly echoed. “I have one.” Whisking out a metal lighter which

your fiancée gets jealous again, all of us will be in trouble.” Toby knitted his brows and turned to look at Tina behind him. With a smile, Tina said, “You think of me as such a narrow-minded person, Mr. Lane. It’s just a

at her for a few seconds steadily before taking the lighter from Toby’s hand. “Okay, I’m taking it, then. Thank you, Miss Gray and President Fuller.” “You’re welcome,” Tina replied. Although Toby didn’t say a word, the knot between his brows eased