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

“Your leg?” Sonia craned her neck in an attempt to check his leg, but since he was on top of her, she couldn’t even do it. Sonia couldn’t push him away either, since that might worsen his injury. Left with no choice, she yelled at the manager, “Quick! Check his leg!”

“O-Okay.” The manager snapped out of it and hurried to check on Toby’s leg. When he saw what happened, he gasped. “Madam, your husband’s leg was hit by the pole.” After he asked whether they were fine, the manager thought he was in the clear when he heard that Sonia was alright, so he forgot to check on the steel frame. That was why he was shocked to see Toby’s leg getting hit by it. This is it. I’m getting fired.

“He’s hit?” Sonia’s heart skipped a beat, then she shouted furiously, “Don’t just stand there! Get someone to move it away!”

“I did. They’re on their way.” The manager was wiping off his sweat.

A short while later, two burly waiters came over to move the board away, freeing Toby’s leg. After that, the manager helped Toby up.

Since the manager held him up, Sonia could finally get up as well. She pushed herself up and held up Toby’s right side. After that, they led him to the restaurant’s sofa Sonia noticed Toby was pale and frowning in pain, so she asked worriedly, “How do you feel?”

Toby was touched that Sonia was worried about him, and he answered huskily, “I’m fine.”

Sonia looked at his leg. Suddenly, she crouched down and took his shoes and socks off.

Toby to stop her, so all he could do

were swollen, and Sonia’s heart sank. This isn’t the first time he got himself hurt to save me. If this keeps up, it’ll

well when he saw how swollen Toby’s feet

right after he saw that. And he just finally stopped a moment

at Toby guiltily. “I’m sorry, Mr. Toby. I’m sorry…” It’s my fault. Mr. Toby’s hurt because I wanted that model. I’m a

Toby doesn’t blame me?” Sonia looked at Toby. Toby

way now, so give us a minute. The doctor will be here soon,” he said in a hurry. “Good to hear, but please tell him to hurry. The swelling’s getting worse.” She pointed at Toby’s leg. The manager

he asked, “Are you alright, President Fuller?” He was smoking outside the restaurant earlier, but when he heard the patrons saying an accident happened to family number five, he threw the cigarette butt away and came in. Toby answered calmly, “I’m fine, but look into this. I want to know if

nodded solemnly. “I understand. But will you be

Mr. Brown.” Sonia smiled at him. After all, she couldn’t leave Toby, not after he

that she did. However, his face fell when he

met Toby’s icy gaze, a shiver ran down his spine, and he realized what his boss was getting at. “I’ll be going now.” He coughed. “Right away.” And he went to the backyard to

same time, the manager came in with

way for him. “Doctor, please check on him. His feet