This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 412 Bon Appétit

As though he sensed Sonia’s displeasure, Toby cleared his throat and lowered his gaze before lying through his teeth, “She mentioned something about an emergency at her company, and she’s probably outside taking their call now.”

“Oh.” Sonia lifted her chin in a half-hearted nod. “I see.” Fine then, I guess I shouldn’t be too hard on her if it really is about an emergency.

Now that he had successfully convinced her, he looked up and asked, “So, can I walk you over to the couch now?”

She pursed her lips and did not answer—it was her way of acceding.

He took her by the arm once more and helped her over to the sofa, whereupon he sat down and added, “By the way, it’s nearly noon and I’ve ordered lunch. Perhaps you’d like to join me for a meal?”

As proud as she was, she was about to refuse his offer when her stomach grumbled before she could even get her words out. Her hand fluttered over her stomach as blood rushed to her face. She stuttered in embarrassment, “I-I…”

Sonia couldn’t believe how her stomach had betrayed her by exposing her hunger. If I say no to him, he’ll take it personally. A tired sigh escaped her as she thought about this and lowered her pride. Then, she tucked her hair behind her ear as she replied lamely, “I guess I’ll take you up on your offer, President Fuller. Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me; it’s only a meal,” Toby countered with mild amusement, the corner of his lips curling into a triumphant smirk.

him in the absence of an outward rejection and this thought cheered him up

her enthusiasm was quickly replaced by disappointment when she saw that Sonia’s sullen expression did not mirror Toby’s excitement. She could tell that Sonia’s previous feelings of affection for the man were still kept under lock and key. Don’t despair, Young Master

on the door to the lounge, but as Wanda made to open it,

that she was supposed to be ‘taking a call outside’. It

Toby stood up and headed for the door. “I’ll

to the sofa with carrier bags loaded with containers of takeout, which he set up on the coffee table

could pick out the various aromas and immediately knew what kind of dishes he ordered for lunch, though she had to admit she was a little bewildered by it, considering

to her, and while her lips twitched, no words came

putting food on a disposable plate for her when he heard her

“These dishes—”

for her like he had read her mind. Then, he thought of something else and added, “Just to reassure

skeptical Sonia raised a brow. “Funnily enough, I don’t believe

but it’s the truth. Tina was really careful with her diet after she woke up from her coma, so I never ordered these for her. That said, I did get her the mango and

are you apologizing for? It’s not like I’m the only one who loves mangos; surely many around the world are fans of the tropical fruit. Besides, I don’t

has never changed. It’s just that I used to view Tina as you, which was why I ordered the mangos for her only to discover that she was allergic to them.” He took the utensils and placed them

“I’ve been wondering for a while now—how did you even confuse Tina for me? I mean, I know that

would have said. He looked down with a self-effacing smile.

telling me someone had the audacity to hypnotize a man as powerful as you, President Fuller?” She

it at that. We should probably dig in, seeing as you’re hungry.” He carefully passed her the plate of food. “I

dismissed the idea. He still harbored hope for their relationship and when things weren’t quite so frosty between them, perhaps he would obtain the green light to spoon-feed

to his thoughts, Sonia quietly dug into

knee while resting his chin on his hand as he slightly leaned forward to watch her eat. Seeing her enjoy her meal—one which he had painstakingly

she was being transported to the memories of six years ago when he was kind