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

Chapter 287 Didn’t Leave All Night,Boss, Your Wife’s Asking for A Divorce, Again!

Sonia’s frown grew deeper. What was with his tone—like a husband interrogating his wife? Did he not know who he was? “What does it have to do with you where Zane and I went? Why does it matter to you? What a joke!” Sonia curled her lips and turned to leave. At once, Toby took her arm and said, “I’m just worried about you—since it’s so late—” “I don’t need you to worry about me!” Sonia pulled her arm out of his grasp and looked at him coldly. “You didn’t worry about me in the past, so there’s no need for you to do it now. Alright, President Fuller. It’s late already.

Please go home—I’m heading back too.” She left it at that and ignored him. Then, she turned around and entered the building. Toby did not hold her back this time but simply watched her disappear into the building quietly. Back at the apartment, Sonia took off her shoes and threw aside her bag before walking barefooted to the bathroom. After the shower, she went into her bedroom to rest. She was supposed to go to bed at 10.00PM but was called out by Zane. Now, she was so sleepy that she could no longer keep her eyes open. Sonia yawned and walked to her windows, preparing to close the curtains.

As she glanced down, she spotted the roadside under the building, where Toby’s ‘humble’ car was still parked. In other words, Toby had not left yet. Is he trying to play a romantic now? Sonia chuckled, then closed the curtains without hesitation in the next second, and lay down on the bed. Downstairs, Toby was sitting in the driver’s seat, looking up at Sonia’s floor of the building. Seeing that the lights on that floor were dimmed, he knew that she had fallen asleep. All of a sudden, Toby’s phone rang. He picked it up and took a look at the caller ID—it was Tom who called. “What’s the matter?”

too much; he only shuffled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Seeing that he didn’t seem to care much, Tom was not surprised. He pushed his glasses and

her. Rina brought the custom-made necklace to Titus and his wife; they’re currently conducting a paternity test with Rina, and she has not left—so it is very likely that she is indeed the real Rina,” Tom replied seriously. Toby’s expression became solemn. That custom-made necklace… Wasn’t the necklace in Sonia’s hands? Since when did it get into

the mother’s necklace was released by Titus the other day. Although the daughter’s necklace was very similar to the mother’s necklace, there were some differences, so it was impossible for the outside world to replicate it. The only explanation was that this so-called ‘Rina’

would Sonia do that? Toby raised his eyes and glanced at the dark floors, his eyebrows tightly knitted. “President Fuller? President Fuller?” Tom didn’t hear Toby’s response for a long time, so he couldn’t help but call out twice. Toby’s eyes flashed, then he finally came back to his senses. “Check the identity of that ‘Rina’, especially whether she has had any contact with Sonia.” He was worried that Sonia had been deceived! If ‘Rina’ had any other identity, it would be

much and only answered obediently. Once they hung up, Toby put his hand out of the car window, flicked the ashes off his cigarette again, and continued to stare at Sonia’s floor. And that was what he did for the rest of the night. The next day, Sonia packed up and was about to go to Paradigm Co. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Toby standing right at it. Toby

Otherwise, how could she guess correctly that he had been in the car all night long? Sonia curled her lips. “You’re thinking too much. I am not.” When Toby heard her denial, his eyes dimmed for a moment, but he was not too disappointed. If she indeed noticed that he didn’t leave, it meant that she still paid at least a little bit of attention to him. That was enough to make him happy. “Oh. Breakfast!” Toby lifted the bag in his hand and handed it to Sonia. Fearing that she would refuse like last time, he quickly added, “Don’t worry. It’s not like

slightly. “Yup.” Sonia clicked her tongue. She knew about that nearby breakfast shop. It tasted good, and she’d had it before, but it wasn’t often because those elderlies would line up before dawn every day to buy it. Unexpectedly, this man—who had always been pampered and whose needs people would