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

Sonia ignored him and kept staring at team number three, wondering how much longer would the guy last.

Toby’s face fell, and his anger rose. That guy is uglier and weaker than I am. Why is she staring at him? He knew she wasn’t taking a liking to the guy, but still he felt frustrated. When Douglas counted to twenty, Toby stopped and said, his voice chilly, “Get down.”

Sonia wondered what got into him again, but she got down from his back anyway.

Toby stood up. Even though he just did twenty push-ups, he didn’t even break a sweat. Apparently, twenty push-ups were nothing to him. The guys in teams number one and three looked at him enviously. Look, that guy’s already done, but we still have to go on.

Sonia noticed their looks, and she chuckled, but suddenly, she felt someone taking her bottle of water from her hand. When she looked around and saw Toby gulping the water down, her jaw dropped.

He noticed her sight, so he put the bottle down. “What is it?”

Sonia looked at the bottle. “That’s my water.”

“But it’s unopened.” Toby put the cap back on the bottle calmly.

There’s a ton of water over there. You can just

don’t want to move.” Toby put the

of water. I can just get

felt happy again. Yeah, I did it

a sudden, Douglas called out to

looked down, he saw Douglas staring at him like he saw through everything. “What is it?” Toby asked. Douglas stood with his arms akimbo. “Are you trying to steal Miss Sonia away?” Steal Sonia away? Toby arched his eyebrow. “No. Why do you say so?” “Because you look at her the same way my dad looks at my mom,” he answered. Toby pursed his lips. What kind of answer is that? Just because I look at her a particular way means

date her.” Toby put his hands in his pocket. Douglas snorted. “So? My aunt and uncle are divorced, but my uncle’s trying to get back with my aunt. I bet you’ll do the same thing too. I have to tell Uncle Zane to stay away

They’re done here, so let’s go. The third round’s starting.” He looked at her before going ahead with Douglas in his arms. With a bottle of water in hand, Sonia was left behind, confused about the situation. “Mr. Toby!” Douglas pried Toby’s hand away and glared at him. “Why didn’t you let me finish?” Toby looked at him. “You’re still too young for this.” “But I’m not a normal kid. I—” “And don’t call her Aunt Sonia from now on,” Toby interrupted him. He would accept no negotiations. Douglas was shocked, and he stared at

out with each other, but then he realized that couldn’t be the case, since Sonia didn’t like Zane.

Sonia, so

was seized by an urge to toss Douglas out, but he held it down in the end, though his anger was

race, though only the parents would be racing. They had to take the basketball at the finish line and walk all the way back to give it to the child. The child would then throw the ball into the net. The one who tossed it in first would take first place. The race would take place in

and Toby with two red