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

Nodding, Rose answered, “Yeah. How you used to be was a different person than how you are now. You were much more friendly and gentle, even. But ever since what happened to you six years ago… you’ve become a changed person. If it wasn’t for the birthmark on you, I would’ve thought that it was someone else in your place.” Toby’s pupils shrunk. From Grandma’s description, it seems like I have two completely different personalities before and after what happened six years ago. But I don’t remember how I used to be at all. Is this normal? he asked himself, holding his palm against his forehead as his head started to throb again.

Once more, the weird images popped up in his mind, flashing past in his head like a merry-go-round, and he was unable to make any sense out of it. “What’s wrong, Toby?” Rose asked in concern when she saw how distressed he seemed. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he answered, “I’m fine, Grandma. Tell me more about how I used to be.” “Sure,” she agreed gladly. “Your old self was more chatty and was polite to everyone. However, ever since you told me that you started dating Tina, your pen-pal, I realized that she’s the only one in your eyes and heart, and you can no longer see anyone else. All you do is revolve around her like a puppet.” “No, that’s impossible,” he muttered, holding his fists tightly.

How is it possible that I became a puppet? he refuted the idea instinctively. Despite that, when he recalled how he would spoil and protect Tina without any bottom line, he suddenly lost all words to say. He was aware that she had made many mistakes, but he never thought of lecturing or punishing her. Instead, he would help clean up her mess, no questions asked. Because he saw her crying, he became softhearted and did what he shouldn’t. What was he if not a puppet? Even though this wasn’t how he was supposed to be, the memories in his mind told him that he had already turned into such a person. Seeing how he was now sinking into a deep sense of self-doubt, Rose sighed.

It’s not helpful to you right now. Let’s talk about something else. Why did you have an accident close to Sonia’s place? Were you looking for her?” she asked, stroking his forehead. Toby’s eyes flickered, but he didn’t answer. Sulking, she said, “Forget it if you don’t want to tell me. I’m going home now. Sonia had advised me to rest well even when I’m worried about you.” “She knows that I was in an accident?” he blurted out immediately, looking a little worked up. “Yeah,” she answered with a nod. “How could she possibly not know when the news of your accident made the headlines?” Lowering his gaze

“What were you saying?” Rose asked, her eyes fixed on him. Opening his mouth, Toby then decided against finishing his sentence and said instead, “Nothing.” Sighing, Rose looked at him from the corner of her eye and said, “Forget it, I’m going now. Rest well.” “Yeah,” he murmured with dismay in his eyes. It seems like Sonia didn’t ask about me, let alone visit me. Otherwise, Grandma would’ve told me about it. Sonia knew that I had an accident at Bayside Residence and must have figured out that I was there to look for her. Still, she didn’t

afternoon tea in Sonia’s office until he received a call from his manager asking him to attend a meeting in his agency. He was barely gone for a minute when Rebecca showed up. Upon knowing that he had just left, she sighed in disappointment. “I’m a minute too late.” “Why are you so concerned about Carl?” Sonia asked, gesturing for her to take a seat in a chair opposite her. After plopping herself into the chair, Rebecca turned serious and began, “President Reed, I’ll be honest with you. I think he’s the person I’m looking for.” “Huh?” Sonia blurted, puzzled. Taking a

age fits the description as well. So, I’m pretty sure that he’s the young master I’m looking for,” she explained. Sonia chuckled. “What if you got it wrong? And Carl did have parents. Even though they had passed away for a long time, I’ve seen how much he resembles them in pictures.” “Of course I have proof for the things I said. First of all, it’s

Reed. Please get me a few strands of Mr. Lee’s hair. I would like to have a paternity test done on it.” “Well… I’ll need to ask for his permission. There’s nothing I can do if he doesn’t agree to it,” she answered after giving it a thought. Rebecca gave her hand a squeeze. “Thank you, President Reed. It’s good enough for me that you’re willing to help me out. I’ll think of

put down the pen in her hand. When she saw that it was Zane calling her, she picked up the call without hesitation. “Hello.” “Aunt Sonia!” A child’s voice came from the other end of the line instead of Zane’s. All at once, Sonia’s face lit up. “Douglas?” “Yes, it’s me. I miss you!” Douglas said in his baby voice,