This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 103

“It’s not you I’m looking for; I want to speak to Sonia. Is she there with you?” Grace asked on the other line, prompting Charles to glance over at Sonia.

“She’s here,” he answered.

 

“Pass the phone to her.”

Having made a noise of agreement, Charles handed Sonia his phone while saying, “Here, it’s my mom.”

Sonia took the phone over and greeted pleasantly, “Mrs. Lane.”

“Sonia! I’ve missed you so much.” Grace beamed as soon as she heard Sonia’s voice on the other end of the call.

 

Sonia, on the other hand, smiled as well. “I’ve missed you, too, Mrs. Lane.”

“You could always drop by to see me, you know,” Grace pointed out, feigning dejection.

 

“Sorry, Mrs. Lane. I’ve been tied up with tons of stuff recently. I barely have time to breathe,” Sonia winced and said apologetically.

“Well, you could come over for a meal right now if you have the time. I’ll bust out a few of my best recipes for you,” Grace cajoled kindly.

Sonia was just about to say something when Charles—who had been eavesdropping—spoke up instead. “Mom, I’m bringing my darling for seafood.”

Grace, however, was insistent as she countered, “You know how restaurants never run a quality check on their seafood supplies, and it’s not as if they could do better than me when it comes to cooking.”

Mrs. Lane. We’ll go over to your place

no need for the formalities. See you soon!” Grace chortled happily, elated that the

a resigned look.

next time, anyway. Now, we should probably go and pick out gifts for your parents.” With that, she linked arms

their rounds through the boutiques in the mall, they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and a tasteful necktie for Curtis. Then, they made their way

their relationship was more family than anything else. In particular, Grace had been best friends with Sonia’s mother. As far as Sonia was concerned, Grace was like a

long before Charles and Sonia pulled up in front of

the house looked the same as it had before. As such, she did not feel out of place at all and rather

to greet her guest when she heard the sound of the car pulling up. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Sonia, and she

Lane,” Sonia greeted with a

women embraced, Charles stood by the side and drawled sarcastically, “Don’t mind me, Mom. I’m just your

“I see you every day, and believe me when I say I’m getting tired of it. My attention is on Sonia now. Come here, Sonia, let me take a good look at you!” She clasped Sonia’s hands in hers and slowly spun her around, then

was somewhat amused by the remark. “No, I haven’t,

Grace insisted. “Your face

a little more slender than usual,” Sonia placated. “Alright, that’s enough

course. Come along, then.” Grace took her by the hand and led her

at home but them, and

still golfing with his buddies. No matter. Sonia, why don’t you tell me how you’ve been for the past six years.” Ever

a nod and began to detail the life she had had with the Fullers, though she kept it

in a physical show of frustration and snapped, “I knew those Fullers were rotten! You should have told us how badly they were treating you, Sonia. If you had told us, then we would have stood up for you and gotten

an apple.

about her abusive marriage wounded him, and the rage he felt never went away. That being said, he was less angry with her than

through her. Tears pricked

Lanes. She might have been able to get them to stand up for her throughout her marriage to Toby, but they couldn’t come to her defense all the time. Besides, they weren’t actually related to her, which meant her troubles would only grow to become an unnecessary burden for them. She would rather give them

am I going to do with you?” Grace gently prodded the younger

frustrated, but she smiled good-naturedly as

softened at this gesture and smoothed

curiously. “Mom, what

her thoughts, and her eyes lit up with panic. She rose to her feet in a flurry and exclaimed, “Oh,

longer, she rushed toward the kitchen to salvage the chowder simmering in the pot, and

you go, Sonia. Have some juice while you watch a bit of television; I’ll be in the kitchen whipping up a couple more dishes, and we

nodded with

and help me

as he pointed at his nose. “Are you serious, Mom?

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