This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

“It’s not that long. About half an hour,” Charles answered, taking out his handkerchief and wiping away her sweat in concern.

Blinking in surprise, she asked, “Half an hour? I thought you guys reached way earlier than that.”

“Uh…” he uttered and chuckled awkwardly. “Well, we could have reached the top very early at first, but it’s all Tyler’s fault. He went on the wrong path. So—”

“What do you mean it’s my fault?” Tyler argued in a huff. He had just walked over and overheard Charles speaking badly about himself. “You’re the one who resorted to dirty tricks and pointed out the wrong way to me because you couldn’t beat me in speed.”

Snorting smugly, Charles said, “Even if I tricked you and pointed out the wrong path to you, you still went on it anyway. Just how dumb are you?”

“You!” Tyler hissed, holding his fist angrily.

Holding her forehead, Sonia interrupted, “That’s enough, both of you. Stop arguing. You’re giving me a headache.”

“I’ll massage you, darling. You’ll feel better after that.” Charles paced behind her and rubbed her temples as he spoke.

Seeing the situation, Tyler mumbled, “Bootlicker.”

Hearing him, Charles replied in an equally hushed voice, “Some people aren’t even fit to be a bootlicker.”

The edge of Sonia’s lips twitched, and she was speechless at the sight of an adult and a teenager arguing like children. “If both of you are going to continue fighting, then get away from me and let me have some silence by myself.”

“No more fighting. We’re not fighting anymore, darling,” Charles assured hurriedly.

Tyler nodded as well, indicating that he wouldn’t argue anymore. Indeed, both of them held on to their words and quieted down, and Sonia was finally able to have some peace.

Tyler a few minutes later. Looking down the mountain,

us,” she answered

beat two ladies in a hike and is taking so long to reach the top. He’s really

nonsense. It’s not my brother that’s the problem, but Tina, for sure. She must be the

her brows, thinking, I have to admit that, in

reason that Toby still hadn’t made it to the

words were soon confirmed to be true when Toby arrived at the peak with

adjusted his body to the fatigue. After all, it was a physically demanding task to carry a person

meantime, Tyler stood next to him, fanning his sweat and passing water to

asked in concern as she paced

was about to answer when Tyler stood between them and glared at Tina

his eyes, she staggered backward and uttered,

you want to say?” Tyler barked. “Don’t you have legs on you? Why do you need him to carry you? Can’t you

Tina’s eyes reddened, and she looked as though she was about to burst

Toby broke him off, saying, “That’s enough now. Stop lecturing her. I was the one who wanted to carry her. It has

at him in disgruntlement. “I’m speaking up for you and you want me to

do it?” Toby asked instead with

lips, but still moved out of

cried,

of tissue to

answered,

three others, who were away collecting wood and stones,

Tina, Zane placed down the small rocks in his hands and said in amusement, “Hey Toby, you finally made your

merely glanced at him nonchalantly and ignored him. Very quickly, he retracted his gaze, but before that,

the stones Zane had collected to build up a stove, Sonia was preparing to heat up the lunch which they had brought to the top. It was getting late and everyone had completed a hike, so they were all

at Zane and Charles while brushing her hands off after she was done

“I don’t have one because I don’t smoke. What about you?” he

awkwardly. “Sorry, I forgot to bring

didn’t bring one, either,” Rebecca and Tyler

nobody has a lighter. What are we going to

send someone down the mountain with the cable car to bring a lighter, Toby’s cold voice

he got up, walked to Sonia, and passed it to

merely looked at it,

he saw that she was tempted, and he stood up, speaking to Toby with a stiff smile on his face. “President Fuller, you better keep your lighter away. We don’t dare to accept anything from you. If your fiancée gets jealous again, all of us

his brows and turned to

think of me as such a narrow-minded person, Mr. Lane. It’s just a lighter, and I’m not so petty as