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

After Tom turned and left the room, Toby picked up his phone and was contemplating whether he should call or text Sonia. In the end, he decided to go with a text. ‘Tom is sending those men over now. Just wait a little.’

At the same time, Sonia was seated in a chair in the lobby of the police station. Feeling her phone vibrating in her handbag, she whisked it out to check it. Upon seeing the message, she smiled and replied hurriedly, ‘I got it. Thanks!

Toby‘s reply came very quickly as well. ‘You‘re welcome. Also, I‘ve taken care of those two guys for you!

He took care of them? she thought in surprise. ‘How did you take care of them?’

‘You‘ll find out in a while, he replied.

Seeing how he wanted to keep it a secret, Sonia pursed her lips and kept her phone away instead of asking him again. Since he didn‘t say it when she asked the first time, then there was no need to ask the second time. Just then, she heard a familiar voice from nearby.

Knitting her brows together slightly, she turned to the source and saw Cynthia speaking to a female police officer standing in front of her.

It appeared as though the officer was lecturing Cynthia, who kept her head low while bobbing it and answering, “I understand. I won‘t do it again.”

Noticing that Cynthia was dressed in her private clothes instead of the orange jumpsuit, Sonia knew that her detention had ended. What a coincidence, she thought, not expecting that she would run into the scene where Cynthia regained her freedom while she was here to make a police report.

But her detention was supposed to be twenty days. Why did it end so quickly before the twenty days were up? she wondered and stood up to walk over.

The crisp, clear sound of her heels clicking on the floor drew Cynthia and the officer‘s attention, and they stopped their conversation as they spun their heads simultaneously toward her.

When Cynthia saw Sonia, her face fell; she quickly hid behind the officer, as though she was avoiding Sonia like a plaque.

Smirking, Sonia thought, What‘s going on? Is Cynthia that afraid of me?

After peering at Cynthia behind herself, the officer smiled and greeted, “Hi, Miss Reed.”

“Hello, Officer Chase. I would like

ago, Miss Stone saved an inmate who was having an epilepsy attack and made a merit point for herself. So, her detention ended

behind Officer Chase, and exclaimed in surprise, “I really can‘t

and glared at Sonia as she barked, “Is it

“How is it not? Am I supposed to believe that a person

while peering

her stare, and she lowered her head

out of kindness, but simply

last experience in a detention center, she had heard that she could be released earlier if she made a credit, which was not an easy feat in a detention center. At long last, she ran into an inmate who had an

did? she thought. So what if she knew that I didn‘t save someone out of kindness? It‘s a fact that I saved someone and earned a merit

eyes and was about to say something when a male officer came over. “Hey, Chase. Where did you place the file from last

placed it in my drawer and forgot to put it back into the archives. I‘ll get it for you right now.” Then,

left on the spot. Without the protection of the police officer, in a split second, Cynthia returned to the terrified

had a faint smile on her face and asked, “What‘s wrong?

like a cat whose tail

arms across her chest, Sonia said, “You‘re not afraid? I‘ll give it

back and shouted,

how agitated you are when I

words to argue; she shrunk her neck as her face flushed bright red with a

it was true that she was afraid of this woman because she had sent her into a detention center twice. In her heart, this woman was no different from the devil

because she knew clearly that she

her lower lip, Cynthia

with you.

at her furiously, Cynthia answered, “Yes, I‘m afraid of you. Are you happy now? So, can you