This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr
Chapter 112
Sonia could already tell that she had ruffled his feathers. As she looked away, she had a faint smile. “Oh, my apologies, President Fuller. This is my real side. I always show my blunt side to my enemies.”
Her enemy? Toby clenched his fists as he was shocked after learning that she saw him as an enemy.
The only question that bothered him was the reason behind her hostility. Is she unfriendly to me solely because of my behavior, or is she angry because of Tina?
“I will not kick you out of the candidate list. Didn’t I reassure everyone that there shall be no favoritism in this partnership?” he questioned as he rubbed his forehead.
She flicked her hair. “Oh, is that so? I feel at ease then, but why are you waiting for me?”
“I’m bringing you to visit Grandma at the hospital,” Toby answered.
Sonia was slightly taken aback at the reason he offered.
“I’m sorry. I will not go with you. I came here in my car and I can drive there on my own,” she rejected him coolly.
Toby frowned at her and was about to reply when the elevator chimed before the doors slid open. A cart full of overflowing cardboard boxes suddenly appeared from within the elevator. Since the boxes were stacked high, one could not see the person wheeling it. Similarly, the said person could not see the road ahead and almost rammed into Sonia.
“Look out!” Toby’s eyes flickered and he sternly warned her.
As Sonia was confused by the situation, she only came to the realization when a great force knocked into her from behind in the next second, causing her to lurch to the front.
Toby was standing right in front of her.
seemed not to have heard her at all,
the calm expression on his face, she would have suspected that he was
arms before
thrown off and stumbled backward to steady himself; he
let out a relieved sigh and quickly wriggled
nodded his head and replied in a hoarse voice,
your voice?” She furrowed her soft-angled brows and asked with concern, “Are you
had slightly rolled, but he gave no reply. Instead, he
her, he would be reminded of the tenderness of her breasts when they were pressed against his
felt her chest tightening and she could not stop stealing glances at his back. “Did you hurt yourself at
the nervous look that appeared briefly in her eyes, a discovery that brightened his eyes. He answered her concerned question with a warm and gentle voice. Is
brought joy to
make sure that he was not hurt anywhere
the wall all because he wanted to protect
Toby was hurt, Sonia would
yellow uniform shuffled up to them with an apologetic look. He repeatedly bowed to them and apologized, “I am really, really sorry. I did not do that on purpose; I did not
were rich. If they were hurt because of him, he could never afford to compensate them given his
“It’s okay,
her benevolence. “Miss,
us on purpose. It’s true that I was blocking the elevators and stood in your way.
you, Miss! Thank you, Sir.” The relieved staff
Sonia growled,“It was me who forgave him and allowed him to
her envious
looked at him, at which point his smile disappeared. “What is
at the stadium last time. If we count today’s incident, you have saved me twice in total.” She gestured the number two with her
a brow in
Now, I won’t treat you in a
His eyes narrowed. “Acquaintances?”
an issue with that?” Sonia tilted her head
was rather
even good enough to be a friend. For some reason, he strongly rejected
understood that her suggestion was
downward and replied
the case, President Fuller, I shall excuse myself now to visit Grandma at the
giving up anything, I have returned two favors
who was behind her, stared at her with pursed
About This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr - Chapter 112
This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr is the best current series of the author Novelebook. With the below Chapter 112 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 112 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com