This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 746 Liquid Courage

Sonia’s movements had been bold and exaggerated when she first drank the wine, but Toby burst into laughter when he saw the way she scrunched up her face in response to the taste of the alcohol. “Slow down. You don’t want to choke.”

“I’m not going to choke!” Sonia placed the wine glass down with a loud clang before pushing it closer to him. “Give me another glass of that.”

“Doesn’t your heart ache over the price of the drink now?” Toby raised an eyebrow. She glared at him. “Of course my heart still aches, but I’d rather finish it than let it turn bad. Hurry and pour me another glass,” she urged.

“Okay. I’ll pour you another glass,” he uttered after laughing for a while more. Then, he held the wine bottle up to refill her glass. Sonia let out a sigh as she held the wine glass up and glanced at the sparkling, red liquid inside. “It’s all your fault. Why did you decide to prepare a meal out of nowhere?”

“What?’ Toby was confused. “Did you say it’s my fault?” How can it be my fault? he wondered.

“It’s obviously your fault!” Sonia stomped her foot on the ground. “I wouldn’t have thought of celebrating anything if you hadn’t made me a meal. I wouldn’t have recalled the existence of this red wine if I hadn’t thought of celebrating anything. You wouldn’t have gotten the chance to open this bottle if I hadn’t thought of it. So, whose fault do you think it is?”

Toby was shocked and speechless upon hearing her explanation. This brat is so two-faced! I can’t believe she’s putting all of the blame on me. She’s expecting me to deal with all the consequences on my own! Sure, I made the meal, and I suggested the idea itself, but I wasn’t the one who suggested having a celebration, and I even tried to stop her when she brought it up. She’s the one who insisted on bringing a bottle of wine here. Yet, it sounds like everything’s my fault now. Great. Toby pressed his palm against his forehead while feeling sorry for himself.

contemplative look on his face. She smacked her palm against the table. “What is it? Are you unhappy now? Don’t you think it’s your

huh? “Fine, fine. It’s my fault. It’s all my fault!” Toby had no choice but to shoulder the burden of being wrong. He patted the woman’s shoulder to calm her down. Forget it, he thought. Since she’s my woman, I’m okay

would pamper you like this.” He swirled the wine in his glass and looked at the red liquid before letting out a soft laugh. This was the first time he was being blamed for something he hadn’t done, and he willingly accepted the blame.

how unreasonable she was being. But why does that matter? He’s the man, right? What’s wrong with taking the blame for me sometimes? Sonia responded with a stubborn scoff in Toby’s face. “At least you know what’s the right

her face. “Why didn’t I know that

are tons of things you haven’t realized. You don’t

He smirked. “Guess I’ll have to continue

finished her wine once more. Again, she placed it in front of Toby to indicate that she wanted another glass. He frowned without making a move. “You should stop drinking,”

her glass as he spoke. “You’ll get drunk. This red wine’s alcohol percentage is a little higher than the usual red wines. On top of that, your tolerance isn’t that great, and you’ll get drunk after a few glasses. Why don’t you just listen to me and stop drinking? We can

from drinking, so she raised her sharp eyebrow before speaking in a coquettish tone. “I insist on drinking

Toby continued to reject her while he began keeping the wine bottle away. Sonia immediately pressed her palms against the table to stand up. “Don’t you dare, Toby! Don’t put it away, okay? Otherwise…

what?” Toby stopped and turned to look at her. There was a gleam in

she came up with a reply. “Otherwise… I’ll start crying in front of you!” Then, she stuck her lower lip out and forced herself to start wailing. However, regardless of how much she tried to cry, she

didn’t get to drink. Yet, that was exactly what she had just done. That was the reason Toby suspected that she was starting to get drunk. Perhaps her temper is coming out because she’s drunk. Now, as I’m watching her attempt