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

Boss Your Wife’s Asking for A Divorce Again Chapter 366

Initially, he thought that one of the residents in the building had an accident, but he didn’t expect that the person he would see was Sonia. He couldn’t be bothered to ask who Douglas was, and neither was he curious as to why he was addressing her as his aunt. He immediately rushed in to check Sonia’s condition, and he realized things were bad after taking a look at her.

Not only was her wrist cut and there was a pool of fresh blood beside her, what was more serious was that there was a big bump on the back of her head!

Knowing that he shouldn’t wait a second longer, Charles picked her up from the floor. “Hey, kid, I’m bringing my darling to the hospital, and you’re coming with us!”

There were still many questions he had to ask this kid.

“Okay,” Douglas replied, bobbing his head.

Holding Sonia in his arms, Charles dashed out of the stairwell and out of the neighborhood with Douglas trailing behind with all his might, running with his little legs.

In the car, Charles found the nearest hospital with the help of the navigation system and sent Sonia there. Ten minutes later, she was rushed into the emergency room.

Only then did the both of them breathe a sigh of relief and waited anxiously on the bench.

While waiting, Charles turned to Douglas. “Hey, kid, where’s your family and what’s your parents’ number? I’ll give them a call lest they worry about you.”

“My parents are in the military, and my uncle sent me to stay with Aunt Sonia,” Douglas replied.

Hearing him address Sonia as ‘Aunt Sonia’, Charles felt very uneasy, so he asked with a frown, “Why are you calling my darling your aunt? Who’s your uncle? He’s so thick-skinned!”

Could it be Toby Fuller? But I’ve not heard that he’s an uncle, he thought.

When Douglas heard Charles criticizing his own uncle, he pouted his lips. “My uncle is Zane Coleman!”

first, Charles then cried out angrily, “What? Your uncle is that annoying guy, Zane?!” Damn, that annoying jerk actually sent his nephew to Sonia and even told him to address her as his aunt. Hmph, his motives are so obvious that everyone could tell! This is more than thick-skinned; he’s just purely

little legs, Douglas said in a sorry voice, “I’m sorry, sir. My uncle is away on a business trip and

his brows. “What? He ran

didn’t! He’s just away on

view, he just ran away. Since he had run away, then I’ll settle this score with him when he returns. As for you…” He stared at Douglas for a few seconds. In the end, he sighed in defeat. “Forget it. What can I possibly do to a little guy like you? Alright, Little Doug. Tell me how my darling got hurt,”

she was going out to buy salt, but she didn’t come back after a long while. So, I went downstairs to look for her and gave her a call. Then, I discovered that her cell phone was ringing in the stairwell. When I went over to take

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in such a huge bump, and together with her cut wrist, it all obviously showed that someone had hurt her with intent. Still, it couldn’t be

that way. He had seen the cut on her wrist: It was circular in size with a very small

Only then could the cut reach the artery and cause profuse bleeding. So, the person who injured Sonia was definitely not after her life. Otherwise, why wouldn’t they cut her

murder was the intent, there would have been more hits on the head even without cutting the wrists as it would only be

had been violated. So, what exactly was the motive of the

was, he had to get to the bottom of it and find out who the person was so he

Bayside Residence, so he was worried about leaving Douglas alone since it would be a

ER, give me a call immediately,” Charles said, looking at the smartwatch on Douglas’ wrist as he wrote down his

over the number from him, Douglas gave him a firm nod. “I got it. Go ahead, sir, and be sure to catch the bad

but stroke his head. “Okay, just based on these words you just said, you’re already a more likable person than that guy, Zane. Alright, I’m going now.” Then, he retracted

hospital doors when Tim caught sight of him, and his eyes narrowed. Charles Lane? What’s he doing here? And

middle-aged man wearing a white robe approached him. In a respectful and polite tone, the man

my hospital,” Tim replied composedly as he pushed his glasses up his

middle-aged doctor replied, “Rest assured. I’ll instruct someone to deliver it tomorrow. The operation theater is all ready; could you go over

there’s one more thing,” Tim

doctor nodded. “Go

that guy who just walked out came here for,” he answered, pointing in the direction Charles had