This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 1253 Regret

The chubby woman felt as if her mind exploded with fear and shock. Realization sank in, but the truth was far too terrifying to ponder. She could guess what kind of fate she would have to face, but she didn’t think that far. She didn’t want to.

At first, she thought Toby was threatened by Sonia, so she came to interrupt their monkey business as per Lynette’s orders. They thought Toby wouldn’t get angry at them for banging on the door, since they were there to save him. In fact, they thought he would reward them. But now they realized things were different from what they had in mind. He got back with her not because he was threatened, but because he wanted to. Will he thank us now? No, I don’t think so. He sent me flying just because I called Sonia a b*tch. He’s going to get back at us badly for banging on the door.

The chubby woman stopped thinking. The more she thought, the more terrified she was. Why did I even insult her? I could have just left after I banged on the door. I didn’t have to go that far, and now look at what happened. What should I do?

Just like the chubby woman, the other woman had the same thought. They were both birds of the same feather, after all. Anyway, they were now scared out of their wits. They needed help desperately, but none came.

Toby set these women aside for a moment. Concerned, he said, “I hope I didn’t scare you.”

Sonia shook her head, smiling. “Surprised you did that, but I wasn’t scared.”

far, so I had no choice but to use

be bad. If she thinks I’m a woman beater, she might think I would abuse her one day. I don’t want her to think I’m a villain.

that to them. You did it for me. They insulted me. I’m happy you came to my defense. No, I wouldn’t be scared.” A lot of men wouldn’t even help their girlfriends when they were insulted. Not only

it was a bit bloody, but she didn’t

She doesn’t think that what I did was wrong and that I’m an abuser. He heaved a sigh

him to his own business while she

and she didn’t move a muscle. The fat one—the one Toby kicked—was still on the ground, clutching her belly in agony. Her forehead was drenched in sweat and she tried to get up multiple times, but the pain would shoot up her abdomen every time she tried to move, draining even more color from her

her, she froze up. Her jaw dropped, and with

please don’t call me that. I’m a b*tch

shot her a killer look when he heard Sonia’s sarcastic remark. If

No matter what she did, she couldn’t faint, so she forced a smile instead. Now her voice was laden with fear. “T-That’s a good joke, Miss Reed. I-I wouldn’t call you that. I-It was just a… a slip of the tongue. Please forgive me, Miss Reed. Please. I-I can do anything.” If she lets it slide, maybe Mr. Fuller will let me go as

tongue, eh?” She doubled down on the sarcasm, and her smile lost all warmth. “There are no slips of the tongue. It’s just an excuse for letting your real thoughts slip. You called me a