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.

sight of this, Toby’s

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

asked, “Would you mind staying here for a

She cast him

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

“Very well, but I must leave at 10:00PM. I need to get some sleep before my trip to the

A satisfied smile pulled on

stay for a chat, but in all honesty, it was more of a crash course on business

to navigate the tough commercial world.

course of a hopefully developing friendship, but following the drastic shortening of his lifespan, he now only had

point, Toby no longer had enough time to be her mentor and guide her through life

mercilessly chew and spit Sonia out as every one of its nooks and crevices was marked with scheme. She was still

he could continue living, she would never have to discover 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 bullets on

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 unprotected, but he would do whatever he

by Toby’s sudden coaching. She couldn’t shake the feeling that he was urgently trying to make her absorb all his pointers,

she brushed off such thoughts and paid attention, clinging to his

valuable notes that defined his career in the business industry, the very same ones that helped him to thrive and survive. Experiences like his

ticked by, and soon,

she was supposed to return home at 10.00PM and

her

lips twitched, but he could tell she was sleeping soundly,

awake. Glancing around the room, he saw the jacket she had hung up on the rack next to

her into the adjoining room meant for caretakers who stayed over the night

cast on his arm and a rueful, imperceptible sigh escaped

sure that the jacket wouldn’t fall off her shoulders, Toby reached out to move her hair out of her face so that she could breathe better while she

the hospital room opened. Tom came bustling in with documents in hand and greeted instantly, “President

he 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

turned out, his loud greeting had

Fuller,” Tom whispered apologetically as he tread lightly over to the bed. “I