This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 223

Toby’s lips twitched a little. He intended to say that he had fallen for Tina because of the lovely traits that he had seen through her letters to him. However, he couldn’t seem to bring himself to utter the words even though they were at the tip of his tongue. Does Tina really have good traits? Her alter ego doesn’t have it, obviously.

But it seems like I can’t find any good traits even in her original person. All I can think of are the negative things like her pettiness and stinginess. The Tina I know today is nothing like the lively, kind, and perfect Tina I met through the letters.

I sometimes feel like I can no longer love her. However, I swore even before I met Tina in person that I would make sure she would be happy for the rest of her life. So, I will not give up on her even if I feel like I can’t love her anymore. Unless… Tina wasn’t the one who wrote to me at all. Could that be possible?

A self-deprecating look flashed across Toby’s eyes for a brief moment, and he took a glass of red wine from the waiter’s tray before he replied to Brenda, “I love her because I love her. There’s no need for a reason.”

 

“I apologize for being so blunt, but an outstanding man like you shouldn’t fall for someone like Miss Gray. Furthermore, I’m sure you’re able to see what sort of person she is, President Fuller.” Brenda moved her wine glass in circles as she smiled at Toby.

his lips inward. “I do. But I’ve

However, I still hope that you can leave Miss Gray as she’s not a good fit for you. She doesn’t match up to your standards, and she’s nothing in comparison to your ex-wife. More importantly,

When Brenda was younger and had been bullied by her grandmother, it was Rose who had stepped forth to help her. That was why Brenda wanted to return the favor by giving Toby some advice. However, whether or not

gaze darkened as he watched Brenda walking off. He looked as if he was contemplating something. A while later, he finished his red wine

to Charles and Carl when her phone rang. She pulled it out and took a glance before

 

“Toby,” she replied.

was sitting in the passenger’s seat, turned around abruptly. “Why

sent me a text. Let me read it,” Sonia said as she opened Toby’s message. She sneered when she saw the short text from Toby. Upon seeing that, Charles snatched her phone over curiously, but he merely rolled his eyes after he saw the text. “He’s apologizing on behalf of Tina again, isn’t he? He has been apologizing for her so frequently in the past few months. I’m sick of it even if he isn’t! Let me reply to this for you, darling.” Charles began to type as he spoke. “If you truly feel like you’ve wronged me, then why don’t you send Tina to jail? That would prove the

is it, darling? It’s not too bad, right?” Charles returned

she replied in an encouraging tone. Charles looked positively happy when he heard that. Carl rolled his eyes at Charles before he hastily joined the conversation. “I can do

trust that you’d do a good job, but I’d rather you focus on driving now. Stop looking at other places! It’s dangerous for you to do

a timid “Okay”. Charles shot him a boastful grin, but

paragraph. So, was it Carl or Charles who had sent me this message? Where are they? How did one of these two guys use Sonia’s phone to reply to me? Are they in own their houses, or are they in Sonia’s house? Regardless of what the answers to his questions were, Toby felt an uneasy feeling in his chest. He was

of his nose and suppressing the anger within him,

the one who sent that text. Well, so what if he could tell? Do I need to

when he finally understood that Sonia had no plans of replying to

was livid as slammed the base of his wine glass against the table. All of a sudden, the neck of the wine glass shattered, and the glass shards sliced his palm open. A mixture of red wine and blood spilled all

standing around hurried over to clean it up immediately. “Are you okay, President Fuller? I’ll get you

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