This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 1262 It’s Anya

The ladies were giving the girl in the wheelchair weird looks. Looks of disdain. Of scorn. To them, this woman was nothing but a gold digger wishing to marry into a rich family. Such women would gain nothing but contempt from them, not to mention the woman was someone who couldn’t even stand up on her own two feet. In most cases, they wouldn’t look down on those with disabilities.

However, their circle could be ableist when it came to marriage. They didn’t think this cripple was a worthy match for Toby. She was even worse than Sonia, for goodness’ sake. At least Sonia has fully functional limbs. But this woman has nothing, and she’s a cripple. She has no right to approach President Fuller. They’d rather see Toby marry Sonia than have this woman talk to him.

One of the ladies suddenly asked, “Does anyone have Sonia’s number? Call her right now. Tell her some wench is hitting on President Fuller.”

“We don’t have her number. Not like we’re friends with her.”

“Yeah. We should get a waiter to do this for us instead.”

“Alright. Get a waiter, then.”

A server came to them a while later. The ladies embellished the story and told him to tell Sonia about it. The server nodded and looked at Toby for a moment before he went to do his job.

ladies who were jealous of her dating Toby just became ardent supporters of her relationship with Toby just because of another woman hitting on

closed his eyes and sipped on his wine, enjoying the moment of peace. However, the moment he heard the sound of a wheelchair, he stopped twirling his glass altogether. Apparently, the

This wasn’t his turf, after all. Everyone made it look

even if they passed through his vicinity. Since he thought the person was just passing by, he didn’t think he had to open his eyes to

toward him. The sound of the wheelchair was getting louder, and he could smell

face fell. This woman’s appearance soured his mood once more. Probably another lady trying to hit on me. Ignored what I said and came to

city, he

aristocrats ignored his warning to try their luck. If it worked, they could get a lot of things. So, is this the Acree girl? But nobody told me she is wheelchair-bound. He opened his eyes to see who it was, only to be greeted

freeze for a moment, but then she quickly put on a gentle smile. “Fancy seeing you here,

when she flashed him a smile, not only did he

her hair back, her smile broadening. The

is no mere coincidence. Everyone knows I’d attend the banquet, but nobody from Westsanshire was invited. You didn’t come here coincidentally. You came on

Even though they had only invited Seafield’s aristocrats, any other city’s aristocrats could just tell them they wanted to come, and they

I’m back in the fold. I’m a part of the family, so I must go around and