This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 203

Before Zane could speak up for himself, Douglas barreled toward Sonia and wrapped his arms around her waist, thereafter whining, “Aunt Sonia, Uncle Zane was pinching me!”

Sonia’s eyes narrowed into dangerous slits as she surveyed Zane reproachfully.

 

Zane was quick to raise his hands, as though the gesture was symbolic of his innocence. “No, I did not! Why would I pinch the little guy? I was only teasing him.”

“Teasing him, you say? So, why are his cheeks all red?” Her heart twisted as she soothingly caressed Douglas’ face, which was pink from the pinches. Then, she accusingly addressed Zane, “You’re just like Toby.”

At the mention of Toby, the playful glimmer in Zane’s eyes dimmed. “Toby?! What did he do?”

She rolled her eyes in exasperation and explained witheringly, “He practically kneaded Douglas’ cheeks until they were red last night. It’s always brute force when it comes to you men.”

 

His brows furrowed. “He kneaded Douglas’ face? Does that mean the both of you met Toby after I left last night?”

Sonia handed a spoon to Douglas and pulled up a chair at the table. “That’s right. Douglas was hungry, so I brought him out for food. We then ran into Toby at the restaurant. When Douglas needed to use the restroom, I was too embarrassed to bring him into the men’s room, so Toby brought him instead.”

 

“Oh, okay.” Zane nodded in understanding.

Meanwhile, Douglas was taking his oatmeal when he suddenly piped up, “Mr. Toby was hurt too.”

“Hurt?” Zane could not hide his shock as he looked over at Sonia. “How did that happen?”

She pinched the space between her brows in exhaustion as she began to narrate what had happened the night before.

he rubbed his face and remarked, “There must have been some kind of jinx on you guys. I mean, the chances of stuff like this

on Sonia’s lips. “Believe me, I know.” She thought they

have escaped unscathed,” he pointed out with a lopsided

it.” She didn’t

of the pancake and casually responded, “That should be easy. It’s not as if you were the one who forced him into saving you. Why don’t you

“A get-well-soon hamper?”

his foot. I’d say that’s a good excuse to send him a

a rather sensible one and after she sipped her milk, she

was over, the three of them left the

of his car. Then, he glanced over at her meaningfully as he said,

With a

too, Aunt Sonia. Can I come by again soon?” Douglas lifted his face and blinked his pair of sparkling eyes at

course you can,” she promised, nodding

Zane felt the wheels in his mind turn. He grinned at Douglas as he interjected, “Don’t you worry. I can drop you off here whenever

to use me as an excuse to see Aunt Sonia, you sly man. However, given how much he wanted Zane to triumph in his romantic pursuit, he

for the operation today?” Zane’s

her heartache. A strained hum then escaped her before she answered, “Yes, I’ll be going

will be present as well, but maybe I could

by his

hand at her. “Right,

his little hand up and waved goodbye

Douglas,” she responded with

seconds later and she did not stay in place for long. After having

said, “President Reed, here is today’s schedule.” With that, the secretary began to detail the

schedule over and perused it while

so cancel the afternoon line-up, seeing as there’s nothing important anyway. Also, I’ll have to see the schedule for the

be staying in the hospital for a few days following the operation, which meant she would

Daphne nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”

get-well-soon hamper? Make sure to pack it with goodies, preferably for someone who needs a treat after injuring their feet. Have it delivered to President Fuller of Fuller

Reed trying to patch things up with President Fuller by

intentions. Sonia lowered her gaze and explained vaguely, “He’s hurt. Given that he’s our biggest collaborator, not

nodded

herself heaving a quiet sigh of relief. However, she maintained her composure as she waved her

Daphne

eyes as Daphne left her office. She had not elaborated on the cause

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