This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 662 A Mysterious Apology

Right now, Toby was dreaming of his past.

He was going upstairs like he usually would in the mornings so that he could call his mother for breakfast. Normally, all he would have to do was knock on her bedroom door, and she would open it with a gentle smile on her face, one that was reserved for him.

This time, however, the door remained shut no matter how incessantly he was knocking on it. When the door didn’t seem like it would open any time soon, he started to sense something wrong.

Without wasting another moment, he called for one of the household staff to unlock his mother’s bedroom door with a spare key. But instead of a warm smile, what greeted him as soon as the door swung open was the strong scent of blood. As he walked in, he realized that the coppery smell was coming from the adjoining bathroom.

The color drained from his face as he slowed in his tracks, but when fear seized him, he barreled toward the bathroom like a madman.

The bathroom door had been left ajar, and when he skidded to a stop at the doorway, the horrific sight within instantly came into view.

His mother hung by the side of the bathtub, her face and body splattered with blood. Slumped on the ground, she was holding a razor in one hand while the other was submerged in the water-filled tub.

The water in the bathtub had been colored red by her blood, while she had already gone cold and lifeless.

The bloody scene was burned into the back of Toby’s mind ever since, only to resurface every year on his mother’s death anniversary so that it could torture his soul and remind him of his devastating loss.

There were even times when the scene would evolve into an entirely non-existent one, like right now, where he dreamed of his dead mother suddenly rising to her feet and slowly walking over to him. She was covered in her own blood as she questioned him hauntingly, “Why was I made to carry you in the first place?”

within the Fuller Family, kept from pursuing her own true love. Then,

up in shock, his bloodshot eyes snapping wide open, and his breathing came out

recover from the shock for a while, and when she did, she lowered her head as she gently patted his

as if Toby couldn’t hear her at all. His pupils were dilated as he stared up at the

Sonia put her ear close to his lips and

frowned, confusion filling her eyes. Why is he apologizing?

of his own conscious mind. She quickly reached for his shoulders and shook him, yelling, “Toby, wake up!

taking a toll on his mind. He has to snap out of it

to constrict back to their normal size, and his gaze was slowly focusing on Sonia instead of the ceiling.

duck. All the alcohol he had taken had obviously fried his vocal cords, and she couldn’t help but grow angry at him as she let go of his

hand to his forehead as he made to sit up on the couch. But weakness overcame him, and he couldn’t even lift his

sight of this, Sonia put her hands on his shoulders to keep him lying down on the couch. “Okay, that’s enough of moving. Just lie down and stay still.” Having said this, she rolled her eyes at him exasperatedly and demanded, “It was only yesterday when you guessed that I’d come, and didn’t I also tell you not to turn your phone off two days ago? You promised me, but you went ahead and turned it off anyway! If it weren’t for the reason that you were knocked out today, I would have broken up with you right here and now for having kept your

would have leaped to admit his fault and tried to cheer her up as soon as he heard any mention of a break-up, but as things were, he simply

and raised his arm, then let it fall over his eyes

so forlorn, and she couldn’t help empathizing with him. After all, she had lost her parents as well, but his loss was a far more bitter tale than hers, so much so that

took her own life. However, Toby had been the one to discover the horrific aftermath of the second incident

had been too young to remember anything when her mother passed away from illness. While the death upset her, she didn’t feel devastated. Her father’s death had come about during her adult years, and she had mourned him, but by then, she was already strong enough emotionally to grow

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