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

Chapter 338 Running Into Tyler

“That’s going to be tough,” Charles said as he shrugged halfheartedly. When he caught the look on Sonia’s face, he chucked bitterly and explained, “Believe me, I tried to get him to seek treatment as well, but he refused. It will be a challenge to persuade him otherwise.”

Sonia lowered her gaze. “Regardless, we can’t just let Carl’s condition deteriorate any further, or he’d end up hurting himself and others. I’ll try to talk to him about seeking professional help one of these days.”

“Well, if you say so, then I’ll leave it up to you. We should go now, though,” Charles pointed out as he made to take her bag for her.

She hummed absentmindedly in response. “Let’s go.”

With the discharge sheet in hand, both of them walked out of the in-patient ward and headed for the elevators.

They had only just come to a stop in front of an elevator when the doors opened before Charles could press the button. The next second, Tyler barreled out of the elevator without watching where he was going, nearly knocking Sonia down in his hurry.

“Watch out, baby!” Charles exclaimed. Possessed of lightning reflexes, he grabbed hold of Sonia and pulled her aside, saving her from what would have been a rough collision.

It was only when Tyler heard Charles’ voice that he stopped in his tracks. He turned, and his eyes lit up when he saw Sonia. “Sonia!” he called out.

She raised a brow. “What are you doing here?”

“Grandma and Toby are being kept under observation here, so I came to take care of them,” Tyler answered plaintively.

Sonia was suddenly reminded that Rose had collapsed the night before, but when she was about to ask after the old woman’s condition, Charles interjected coolly, “Oh, Toby’s been hospitalized? What delightful news! Come on, kid, tell me what happened to him. Is it some terminal illness? How long will he have to live? Give me all the details so I can get a wreath for him—you know, for his voyage into the afterlife.”

“You—how dare you speak of my brother like he’s dying!” Tyler fumed at Charles’ sinister taunting, and all he could see at that moment was red as he hurled his fist toward the older man.

Charles, on the other hand, did not expect such rage from the kid in front of him. He’s actually going to punch me, he thought with wide eyes. He bridled and dodged as fast as he could.

player with all the attributes to go with it. With his height and long legs, he towered over

with astounding agility, he still could

seeing that Tyler’s punch was about to land on

them apart. “That’s enough, both of you. We’re in a hospital! Show some decency, why don’t you?” She glared

demanded

“Why? Maybe it’s because whatever you said earlier was totally uncalled for! I know you hate Toby with a passion, but there’s no need for you to say such terrible things about him.

and muttered begrudgingly,

don’t give a damn

the hell do you want?” Charles barked, his brows

your lights out, that’s what!” Tyler spat, clenching

wanted to throw down some punches earlier, which was why I dodged, but that won’t happen again! Let’s take this outside, kid, and we’ll see if you’re just

all talk at the end—” He broke off deliberately and eyed Charles’ legs with contempt, then scoffed.

“You punk—”

the same frustration as a tired parent. She stood between them like a wall and snapped, “Charles, you’re nearly thirty years old. What are you doing picking fights with a minor? Don’t you feel ashamed of yourself? And you!” She shot a

keep a fight from breaking out between these two. Aside from the plain fact that fighting in a hospital was downright unacceptable, she was also aware that Charles would lose

Charles was oblivious to this, Sonia knew that Tyler was well-versed in kickboxing. Moreover, he was taller than Charles. In the aggregate, Charles was no match

minor. A red flush crept over his cheekbones as he clenched his fists and let out a dry, awkward cough. “Fine, then. If you’re going to put

I’m going to teach this guy a lesson and knock some sense into

Sonia could feel the onset of a migraine attack. She rubbed the divot between her brows and asked, “Tyler, how’s Grandma doing

and his rage was replaced with the despair that one might associate with an abandoned puppy. “Grandma’s fine; she came to an hour ago. Toby, on the other hand, isn’t doing too well. He’s still in

Sonia’s jaw

After all, things had to be

regained composure, Sonia eyed Tyler steadily as she pressed, “How badly did

were to break out the cane. However, it was now that she realized how wrong she had been to assume this. As it turned out, Rose had given Toby such a harsh beating that he ended up in the