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

It had turned dark, and Grandma was worried about you walking around on your own, so she told me to come after you and send you home. Alright, just get into the car. You don’t want Grandma to get worried, do you?” Sonia fell silent for a while before she let out a sigh. “Fine. Okay.” She lowered her body and got into the car. Toby relaxed his eyebrows a little when he saw her entering the car. It looks like she believes what I said. 

He closed Sonia’s door for her before going around the front of the car and getting into the driver’s seat. “Are you heading back to the Bayside Residence?” Sonia’s gaze was fixed on the view outside the window as she gave him a soft grunt of agreement. Toby pressed his lips together before he started the car. On the way home, Sonia didn’t say a single thing; she didn’t wish to talk to him, nor did she have much to say to him. Meanwhile, Toby tried to steal a few glances at her through the rearview mirror. However, her expression was barely visible due to the dark shadows in the car.

He wasn’t used to Sonia being this quiet. They would ride in the same car in the past, during the six years they had been together. Back then, Sonia still loved Toby; she would always try to start topics of conversation with him while they were in the car. Toby, on the other hand, wouldn’t pay much attention to her. Sometimes, he would even tell her to keep quiet when he felt like she was talking too much. That’s exactly what she’s doing now—she’s keeping quiet, and she’s no longer trying to initiate topics of conversation with me, Toby thought.

He felt his chest tightening. With that thought in his mind, Toby’s lips twitched for a moment before he spoke up. “Are you and Charles planning to get married?” He surprised himself by starting a topic; he had no idea what made him do it. “Hmm?” Sonia froze for a second. She was clearly puzzled by his abrupt question. “I don’t know,” she said while shaking her head. Toby’s eyes lit up immediately. Before he could conceal the slight joy in his eyes, Sonia continued with the rest of her words.

“I guess I might get married to him in the future. He’s really good to me; even his parents are really nice to me. I’m sure I’d live a really happy life if I get married to him.” Toby tightened his grip on the steering wheel as a rather displeased look found its way to his face. He could tell that she was mocking him and the Fuller Family. However, he couldn’t deny the fact that Charles was indeed good to Sonia. Toby knew that Sonia would live a better life if she got married to Charles.

a hard and cold tone. “Is that so? I wish you the best then.” “Thanks, President Fuller. I wish you and Miss Gray a long and loving relationship as well,” Sonia said with a smile. He pressed his thin lips together

the trip home after that. The atmosphere in the car seemed even heavier

could tell that the mood was getting rather gloomy in the car. She was the one who made him unhappy, yet she heartlessly listened to her music without showing any concern for him, and that made him mad. Soon enough, they arrived at the Bayside Residence. After Toby pulled the car over, Sonia opened the door and got out. She stood by the side of the road for a short moment before

on the driver’s seat. “What is it?” There was a hint of anticipation in

made him frown and purse his lips. The next day, Daphne came into Sonia’s office

that he has something he’d like to talk to you about,” Daphne replied. “Got it. Please send him in,” Sonia uttered

chair before her. “Please get Mr. Coleman some coffee,” she told Daphne as she turned toward the latter. “Alright,” Daphne replied before turning to leave the office. Zane and Sonia were the only two people in the room after that. “I heard that there’s something you’d like

fell off a horse?” Zane asked as he pushed the documents toward Sonia. “Of course,” Sonia uttered with a nod. Her soul nearly left her body when that happened; how could she forget such an incident? “What you’re about to tell me…

just as she was about to look through the documents. “Did you say that it wasn’t an accident?” “That’s right. Someone was behind it,” Zane replied with a serious expression. “How could that be? Charles told me it was an accident. Furthermore, you were around while we were investigating it.” Sonia frowned. Zane leaned back in his chair. “That’s right. We did conclude