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

“I’m being serious. I have two bodyguards who’re retired mercenaries, and they both took the lives of others. The aura I sensed from Rebecca felt the same as those two men’s aura. More importantly, I felt some calluses on her purlicue while I was shaking her hand-only people who spend a lot of time holding guns would have such calluses,” Carl explained in a stern tone.

“Gosh, I guess Rebecca isn’t as simple of a woman as I thought she was!” Sonia gasped.

“That’s why you should stay away from her, Sonia.” Carl repeatedly gave her the same reminder. However, Sonia shook her head in response to his words. “No, I shouldn’t stay away from Rebecca when she helped me in the past-that would make me an ungrateful person. Furthermore, I trust that she’d never hurt me.” Not everyone who has killed someone is a bad person, anyway. All the noble soldiers who protect our land have blood on their hands, but we consider them good people anyway.

Carl gave up when he saw how stubborn Sonia was. “Okay. But I hope you’re a little more alert with Rebecca, Sonia. You shouldn’t put all your trust in her,” he muttered with a sigh. Sonia smiled and nodded as she understood that Carl was doing it for her own good. “Okay. I got it.”

They arrived at their destination a while after they ended their conversation. Carl parked the car and got out with Sonia. The workers then led the two of them to the private cubicle—Tim was waiting for them there. He was standing in front of the window, toying with a tiny scalpel in his hand. He slowly turned around when he heard a noise coming from behind him.

“Did you only bring one guy?” Tim took one glance at Carl before he shifted all of his focus toward Sonia.

“Of course not. The rest of the men are hiding around near the area,” she replied calmly. While they were on the way over, she had contacted a security company and spent 10,000 just to hire ten security guards. All ten of the men should’ve arrived at the hotel-Sonia could sense that she was being watched the moment she arrived at the building.

“Didn’t you ask me over to tell me how Tina’s going to attack me next? Where’s Tina now?” Sonia glanced left and right as she questioned Tim.

He pulled a chair out and gestured for her to sit down. “Tina isn’t here yet, and she will not enter this room. This room is where you’ll wait around to listen to her—I’ll have the conversation with her in the room next door. I’ve already installed hidden mics in the room next door.” He pointed a finger toward the electronic devices that were set up on the table.

“Is that so?” Sonia muttered as she placed her bag down and sat on the chair. Carl hastily sat down beside her.

All of a sudden, Tim’s phone began to ring. He took a glance at the screen, and the light reflected against his glasses for a moment before he stuck the phone into his pocket. “She’s here. I’ll go over right now.”

before he strode

the sounds of people talking through the audio monitor that was placed on the table. The voices

was empty just now.” Tina began to complain the moment

would always arrive earlier whenever she asked to meet him, and he would sit in the room while waiting for

washroom. I’m so sorry,” Tim uttered as he

immediately. “I’m asking to meet you for none other than the same reason-Sonia. This time, I want you to kill her

Tim

Carl tightened his fists. His usual, kind expression was replaced by a stern, icy look. “That woman is

feeling that Tina was a malicious, unkind woman ever since they were in university. However, it

trigger you in any way? What got you furious to a point where you’re asking me to murder her?” Tim lowered his

Tina.

pushed the teacup aside. “You

his gaze dimmed a little. “Of course. However, I’m on break today, so I didn’t visit him

and it happened at about 11.00PM last night. My father called him and told him to come over to my house then, but

supposed to keep my cool in this situation?! How can I

placed the teacup in front of her once

She raised the cup and

you mentioned that the tea was a little too bitter the last time.” Tim pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Tina didn’t suspect anything as she continued to sip on the tea. Before she realized it,