This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 202

“I’m afraid you’re mistaken, President Fuller. These his-and-hers watches could never be meant for us because we aren’t a couple at all. You should take them back for Miss Gray and yourself.”

With that, Sonia took the box from the manager and closed it before she shoved it perfunctorily into Toby’s arms.

 

Toby’s expression stiffened as he was seized with the urge to throw the box out, but he eventually resisted the temptation to do so and tossed the box over to Tom instead.

After having caught the box, Tom briefly glanced at it. He noted the unhappy expression on Toby’s face while his own lips twitched in a show of helplessness. What am I supposed to do with this?

The manager, on the other hand, fixed his gaze on his shoes as regret washed over him. Had he known that the watches would only cause President Fuller to bicker with the young lady, he would not have taken the box out in the first place.

No one said a word as the tension in the room rose to nightmarish proportions. After what felt like a long moment, Toby broke the stifling silence and said, “Let’s go.”

 

Upon hearing this, Tom hurried forward to help Toby get on his feet.

Sonia reached out as well, making as if to help him, but as a sudden thought crossed her mind, she retracted her hand and let it fall to her side.

 

Toby did not miss the movement, which caused the air around him to grow cold. She could have helped me if she wanted to. Why did she change her mind halfway through?

The few of them exited the restaurant and arrived at the parking lot.

She opened the door to her car and ushered Douglas inside. Upon seeing this, Toby frowned and asked, “Are you going over to Zane’s place?”

Sonia closed the door to the backseat and answered curtly, “No.”

“But Douglas—”

staying over at my place,” she replied plainly

not be going over to Zane’s, but he did not show it and merely nodded to acknowledge her

car and stood at the driver’s side before she courteously announced,

shrugged nonchalantly.

he just ask me to drive safely? Is this the

asked gently at the sight of

her head and snapped out of her reverie. “Oh,

with amusement as he

last look before she opened the door to the driver’s side. Then, she slid behind the wheel, thereafter pulling out of

where he stood in front of his

gear in reverse to drive away. The anomaly of

in recent times,

her a second glance, nor would he bother giving her anything more than monosyllabic answers. Now, she could barely count the times his gaze had lingered on her and he had

What’s going on in that head

Douglas wrapped his arms around the driver’s headrest and leaned close to Sonia. “Hey, Aunt Sonia, Mr. Toby is still staring

her eyes and cast a

rooted to the same spot with his eyes fixed in her direction. She pursed her lips as she was a little irked by his odd demeanor. What in

“Mr. Toby likes you, Aunt Sonia,” the little boy commented as a

as she retorted, “Aren’t you a little young to be saying stuff like this, buddy? Mr. Toby doesn’t like me

Aunt Sonia. I saw the way he was looking at you. It’s the same way my dad looks at

brilliant if you can tell all that just by one look.” Sonia beamed at the child and did not take his comment to heart, dismissing it as a childish remark. He was only a little boy, after all. He couldn’t possibly decipher the look in anyone’s eyes at his

for her

saw that she didn’t believe a word he said. With newfound insistence, he declared, “I’m

truth. Truer words have never been spoken,” Sonia placated, humoring the kid as she nodded

her humoring, Douglas pouted even harder, which caused him

it didn’t take long for the dejection to settle upon him. Much like a deflated balloon, he shook his head and sighed ruefully. “Well, I guess it’s up

herself from bursting into laughter at how dejected he looked. With his head hung low and a clear resignation in his posture, he looked like a little old man.

…

had only just woken up when her phone rang with an incoming call from Zane. “Good

let out a

a tingling sensation creep underneath his ribcage, not to mention an inexplicable, albeit familiar heat that

legs and cleared his throat awkwardly before asking,

having cleared her mind after a

quiet breath. “Good

Douglas up?” Sonia tossed her covers aside and got out of bed. Then, she headed out of the

of his car as he chortled and answered, “You know me well. I’m already

and saw that Douglas was still sound asleep on the bed with his little limbs spread out. She couldn’t help but

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