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

Chapter 456 A Man of Honor

Judging by the indifference and cold hostility with which Sonia had usually treated Toby, it was odd to think that she would offer to make him dinner now. More to the point, it wasn’t the first time he had injured himself while saving her, but she never bothered to thank him with such fervor before, much less offer to make dinner for him. The very idea of it would leave one in a state of disbelief.

Toby noticed the surprised look on Tom’s face and knew what he thought. An amused smirk tipped up on the corner of Toby’s lips and he sounded supremely pleased as he gloated, “Of course it’s in her nature to do so and she won’t stop at dinner. She’ll personally take care of me for the rest of my recovery process.”

“Are you serious?” Tom’s jaw dropped as his eyes bulged to the size of saucers.

Toby threw him a withering look. “Why would I make this up?”

That question was enough to render Tom speechless. Of course he wouldn’t make this up. He wouldn’t get anything from lying to me, which means Miss Reed actually will take care of him! At that thought, he hesitantly asked, “President Fuller, did you suggest this proposition, or did she—”

“She offered it on her own accord,” Toby brusquely interrupted.

Tom rubbed his chin while pondering on this. “I guess she’s doing this out of gratitude for you after you saved her from certain death. So, what’s the plan now, President Fuller?”

“What are you talking about?” Toby asked with narrowed eyes.

Tom stared like the answer was obvious. “I’m talking about your chance at reconciling with Miss Reed, of course! Isn’t this the perfect opportunity that you’ve been waiting for? You’ve never risked your life to save hers before, but this time, you did so. It’s a heart-rending and moving tale of your bravado! The fact that Miss Reed has willingly offered to nurse you back to health just goes to show that she doesn’t hate you anymore; she owes you a really huge favor and you could press on that advantage and ask her to marry you again. There’s no way she wouldn’t agree!”

It went without saying that a chance like this was extraordinarily rare and if Toby were to act on it now, he would most definitely succeed.

However, he had never once considered this and even as he listened to Tom’s suggestion, he remained impassive. Instead, he countered impassively, “I won’t do it.”

A baffled Tom demanded, “Why not?” He couldn’t understand why Toby wasn’t taking the chance to reconcile with Sonia, even though Toby had risked his life to save hers, which, if anything, was a testimony of his love for her.

“If I were to do that, it would be tantamount to emotional blackmail. I would never resort to such underhanded methods; if I wanted her back, I would pursue her boldly and honorably until she comes back to me on her own accord. Anything

she were to agree to marry

his head in apology. “I’m sorry for not having considered all

up again,” Toby warned flatly as he opened the cap of his

agreed

name on the document with habitual grace and asked, “By the way, any word on

as he answered, “He retired from the

from the stack, but upon hearing his assistant’s answer, he paused and

hear about the return of

with the intention of taking his place as the rightful

time in pursuit of the Hayes Family’s fortune must have angered Carl to no end. At

definitely track down Declan first. Keep an eye on him because if we do, then the chances of us locating Declan will be greater,” a somber Toby

President Fuller?” Tom pressed as he gazed

“Remember the top hacker who has been

Eyes, aren’t you? The one

Eyes is none other than Carl himself,”

audibly. “How is that possible? We suspected he was Fox Eyes and we even looked into it, but the

one’s identity and personal information is but child’s play for a hacker,” Toby drawled sardonically as he read the document in

in a breath and found his voice again. “So, we have played into his hands after all. Don’t worry, President Fuller, I’ll have someone keep an eye on Carl.” Carl is a

come back for these documents tonight,”

sir. I’ll be taking my leave

as she stood at the kitchen stove with a porcelain ladle in hand to

hearty bowl of chicken chowder was a product of attention and she needed to stir it while it cooked or it would stick

moment, the doorbell rang and pulled her out of her chef’s trance. She threw a quick glance at the chicken chowder and decided that it was almost done. After turning off the stove, she walked out of the kitchen

the device. “It’s me,