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

Chapter 458 Toby’s Plan

After having fed Toby a mouthful of chowder, Sonia placed the spoon aside and asked expectantly, “What do you think?”

“It’s delicious,” he said after he swallowed the chowder to give her a reassuring nod.

She broke into a smile. “Good. I’m glad.” Glad that all the stock-brewing, the dicing, the simmering and the stirring are all worth this moment of praise, she thought. Then, she brought another spoonful of chowder to his lips and prompted, “Here, have some more.”

And just like that, the both of them fell into a rhythm and before they knew it, the bowl was practically polished clean.

Sonia rose from her seat and asked, “Would you like another bowl?”

Toby shook his head. “No, thanks. I’m full.”

“Already?” She glanced at the empty bowl in her hand and frowned slightly. “You barely ate, though!” More importantly, the bowl she used was a small one and there couldn’t have been much chowder in it to fill him up so quickly, not while he was a man with a six-foot-three build.

“I’m actually full,” he insisted calmly as he took the mouthwash the caretaker had given him. “They gave me another bottle of IV after you left in the afternoon. Apparently, the fluid contains some substance that makes one feel a little bloated.”

“Oh, okay.” Sonia nodded at this new information. “Well then, I won’t try to force-feed you. I’ll keep the rest of the chowder in the fridge, so maybe you can get the caretaker to heat it up for you for breakfast tomorrow.”

“Alright,” Toby replied.

She brought the flask into the kitchenette of the suite and returned to the room after she had kept everything in place.

Upon seeing that he was the only one in the room, she glanced around and asked, “Where’s the caretaker?”

“I let her off her shift,” he explained with a book in his good hand.

As she walked over to his bed, she pressed, “What are you going to do at night if you let her off early like this?”

“My legs are completely fine and I’m perfectly capable of being on my own for the night,” he said matter-of-factly as he looked up at her.

Now that she saw his point, Sonia nodded. After dusting off her hands, she began to make her way to where she had left her purse.

this, Toby’s gaze darkened. “Are you

be. I mean, it’s already 9:00PM,” she pointed out as she took her purse

hand and asked, “Would you mind staying here

She cast him a

could talk for a bit. A friendly chat.” He steadily met her gaze.

time and after a moment of hesitation, she relented. Nodding in agreement, she said, “Very well, but I must leave at 10:00PM. I need to get some sleep before

A satisfied smile pulled

down and took her seat once more next to the bed. He had asked that she stay for a chat, but in all honesty, it was more

way to navigate the tough commercial world. He even touched on the ideal direction that Paradigm Co.

friendship, but following the drastic shortening of his lifespan, he now only had three good

Toby no longer had enough time to be her mentor and guide her through life in the industry. He had to teach her everything he knew before his body started

Sonia out as every one of its nooks and crevices was marked with scheme. She was still green, so

how terrifying the industry was. He would have shielded her from all of it and kept her rose-colored glasses intact even if the industry rained

the chances of him staying alive after three years were too slim for there to be room for hope. He was destined to wither away and leave her

couldn’t shake the feeling that he was urgently

brushed off such thoughts and

in the business industry, the very same ones that helped him to thrive and survive. Experiences like

and soon, it was

the conversation, Sonia had forgotten that she was supposed to return home at 10.00PM and as it is, she was already

her and called

tell she was sleeping soundly, for she did not wake up

he couldn’t bring himself to stir her awake. Glancing around the room, he saw the jacket she had hung up on the rack next to the bed. He lifted the covers off and reached to grab the jacket, then draped it

into the adjoining room meant for caretakers who stayed over the night and let Sonia

this, his eyes fell on the cast on his arm and a rueful, imperceptible sigh

reached out to move her hair out of her face so that she

door to the hospital room opened. Tom came bustling in with documents in hand and

did wrong at first, but thankfully, he snapped out of his confusion in time to notice Sonia’s sleeping frame as she slouched over the bed. At that moment, he finally understood

his loud greeting had almost

over to the bed. “I didn’t know