This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr Chapter 1032 by desirenovel

Reward From Toby

He wouldn’t push the woman he loves away otherwise. I think I should stop being on guard around him now.

“So how are you gonna reward them?” Sonia asked curiously, holding his hand.

He patted her head. “That’ll be my business. Don’t worry. I’m not gonna be stingy on this.”

Sonia rolled her eyes. “Never said you would. You’re rich. I don’t think you’d be a scrooge about this.”

Toby smiled. “I should feel happy that you think so highly of me.”

“You should.” She grinned.

Toby flicked her forehead. “Right. The rewards are settled, so now’s the time for punishment.”

looked at him in confusion. “Who’s getting punished?” Toby didn’t answer. Instead he gazed at her, and her heart sank. What? “Wait. Are you saying it’s me?” She pointed at

so a punishment is in order. You’re spending the night with me,” he whispered the last part into her ear

meant by ‘spending the night with me’. Darn it. She blushed. “You really know how to work the system. You just have to get all the rewards you

He bent over and carried her

in surprise. “Let me go. We haven’t finished dinner

fine. We’re

his lips against hers, then he closed the door. The living room fell into silence, and the only proof they were here a moment ago was the unfinished food on the table. A moment later, moans could be heard coming from the bedroom.

got. He used the punishment as a pretext and finally got Sonia to try out the position she had refused so many times. It was hard to

looking down at the sleeping woman gently. He caressed her face, that which was blushing. He could see the exhaustion on her brows, and

Beads of sweat drenched his forehead and hair, but he looked satisfied and annoyingly smug. He emerged victorious from the battle, and he was satisfied by it. Toby didn’t stay on the bed for long, though. Once he had enough rest and started breathing fine again, he let Sonia go

the morning when he was done bathing. Toby was in a white robe,

absorbed them. He came to the coffee table and picked his phone up. First he went through his messages to see

was still working. It was nearly Christmas and almost time to take inventory. The Fuller Group was a juggernaut with hundreds of

so many companies was a grand undertaking. Tom was still in the company, ready to work through the night just to prepare for that enormous

took a sip from his cold, cold coffee. It woke him up a little. He was about to work on the next file when his phone rang. Oh god. It’s the president. It was annoying, but he had to take it. “Hello, sir. What