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

Suddenly, the door to the office flew open, and Tom came barging in without even knocking. “President Fuller!” Toby frowned and demanded irritably, “What is it?” Tom did not answer him immediately but looked around the office like he was searching for something. At the sight of this, Toby pursed his lips into a grim line and asked coldly, “Just what are you looking at?” “President Fuller, where is Miss Reed?” Tom asked hastily. Toby recalled what he had done earlier with Sonia’s cup of leftover tea and subconsciously grazed his thumb over his lips, then said plainly, “She left.”

Taken aback by this, Tom raised his voice by an octave as he repeated, “Left?” Massaging his temples tiredly, Toby sauntered over to his desk. “Why are you looking for her?” “Have you forgotten, President Fuller? I just got back from Marina City,” Tom replied urgently as he followed the other man from behind. Upon hearing this, Toby stopped in his tracks and turned to shoot his assistant a dark look. “What are you implying? Are you trying to say that whatever you found out about Maple has something to do with Sonia?” He felt his heartbeat speed up at the possibility of this. Tom nodded solemnly. “That’s right.

I went to Marina City and tracked down Maple’s old postal address, and it turned out to be the Reeds’ residence! That means—” “Sonia and Maple are the same person!” Toby finished Tom’s sentence. His eyes widened at the revelation, and he quivered slightly as his fists clenched at his sides. Tom continued quickly, “Yes. Miss Reed is definitely Maple; there’s no doubt about it. Maple said that she had a stepmother and a sister, not to mention a pet dog named Bucky. Now that her address has turned out to be the Reeds’ residence, Miss Reed is the only one who could possibly be Maple.” The words came rushing out in a flurry, and at the end of his elaboration, Tom found himself slightly out of breath. He inhaled deeply and calmed himself, then went on to say, “More importantly, Maple and Miss Reed have similar handwriting.

While the former’s lacks the refinement of the latter’s, one could still tell that the penmanship is the same. And yet, neither of us have ever recognized this, even when Miss Reed shares the same backstory as Maple. A single thought is all it would have taken for us to connect the dots, but we never did! How could we not have figured out that Miss Reed is Maple all along?” He paused and lowered his head in shame. “I’m starting to wonder if I’m an idiot.” Toby slammed his fist against the desk, and the veins on the back of his hand were throbbing as he seethed, “No, you aren’t an idiot. Someone’s been playing dirty tricks to stop us from ever connecting the dots.”

mysterious force as well. Clueless as to what Toby was thinking, Tom widened his eyes in shock as he asked hesitantly, “President Fuller, are you saying that somebody doesn’t want us to know about Miss Reed’s identity as Maple? Could it

Maple are the same person? It’s all so confusing, isn’t it?” Just then, Toby looked at Tom intently and asked, “Do you believe that there might be some mysterious force in this world that could control one’s

sudden realization dawned upon him, and he slightly opened his mouth as he pressed, “Is this the reason why you asked to see a therapist the last time, President Fuller? I thought you were trying to find an emotional outlet or something but were you suspecting that you have been hypnotized?” And from what President Fuller said earlier, he was implying that I have been hypnotized as well! Toby’s eyes were dark with thought, and when he remained silent, Tom took it as a confirmation. While Dr. Anderson had reassured Toby that he was not hypnotized, he was

onward, go and contact the world’s most renowned hypnotists—the more, the better!” “Yes, sir!” Tom promised immediately, his expression stiffening. It was only sensible that only the most renowned hypnotists could break them out of this state of mind-control that they were in. Just as Tom was about to leave to carry out his new orders, he thought of something and asked, “By the way, President

behind Maple’s pen name, the idea of reconciling with Sonia terrified him, for there was far too much that had happened between them. As though sensing how conflicted Toby was, Tom sighed and pointed out bluntly, “Look, President Fuller, I know you said you loved Tina, but that was because you thought she was Maple. However, all this while, everyone can tell that you never loved her at

when Maple was brought up that love would gleam in your eyes. In other words, you have always treated Tina and Maple as two separate entities.” Toby fell silent at this. Having heard what Tom said, he concluded that he indeed had never loved Tina. Tom had gathered as much six years ago, while he only became aware of this after the car accident.

else I’d like to tell you, President Fuller—the person you love is actually Miss Reed,” Tom added as a matter-of-fact while adjusting his glasses. A look of surprise flashed in Toby’s eyes. “I’m sorry. Did you just say that I’m in love with Sonia?” “Yes, and you’ve been in love with her for quite some time now, though you never realized it. I—along with Old Mrs. Fuller, Mr. Coleman—could tell all along, but we didn’t tell you. I wanted you to realize it on your own because there’s a chance that you might not believe me if I were to