Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!

Chapter 1090

Anya wouldn't have thought how terrible my mental state would be when she stole and ruined my dress in the first

place. Similarly, I won't be kind-hearted and feel sympathy for her worsening mental state now. It's just tit for tat.

Just as she was deep in her thoughts, the voice of the police officer sounded. "The chief is waiting for you two

inside." It turned out that he had taken her and Toby to the office door. As soon as he escorted them to the

destination, he turned and left.

Once the police officer left, both Sonia and Toby didn't enter right away. Instead, they stood outside the door and

looked at each other. Eventually, it was Toby who raised his hand and knocked on the door.

It didn't take very long before a muffled voice rang from behind the door. "Please come in."

They entered the office with the man's permission.

In the meantime, the person inside the office was sitting behind his desk and preoccupied with work. He paused in

his work and raised his head when he heard the sound of footsteps walking into his office.

The moment he saw Sonia and Toby, he quickly placed the file in his hand away and stood up with a smile. Then, he

walked around his desk toward them and extended a hand in greeting. "President Fuller. Miss Reed. You're finally

here."

Toby reached out and shook the police chief's hand in greeting.

Shortly after, the police chief extended his hand toward Sonia, wanting to greet Sonia as well.

Unfortunately, as a possessive lover, Toby would never allow other men to touch Sonia, even if it was just a greeting

out of courtesy.

Hence, Toby once again shook hands with the police chief with a frown—a hint of utter disgust was seen in his eyes

like he was stepping on a deep pool of slush.

Meanwhile, the police chief was stupefied when he saw Toby shake hands with him again, and this led him to

instinctively think that Toby was reluctant to let go of his hand so much that he actually wanted to shake hands with

him twice. So it looks like I have won the heart of this wealthiest man in Seafield. In that case, will he agree if I

request his sponsorship?

Just when the police chief was thinking about whether to draft a sponsorship list in the hope of helping the police

station obtain sponsors, he suddenly heard bell-like laughter of amusement.

The police officer instantly returned to his senses and found that it was Sonia who was laughing while covering her

lips. Not only that, Sonia even looked at her hand that was held tightly by Toby's when she chuckled in amusement.

At once, a realization hit him, and the police chief finally understood the situation. Therefore, he looked up at Toby,

only to see the latter staring at him with a stern, gloomy-looking face. Moreover, the police chief even saw the hint

of disdain and a trace of warning in Toby's eyes.

At that moment, the police chief instantly understood that Toby didn't admire him, nor did he win his heart.

Otherwise, this wealthiest man in front of me won't look at me with disgust. As for the warning hint in his eyes, I

know what it means. After all, I used to be a criminal police officer working in the Criminal Investigation

Department, so I know how to read people like a book. He intercepted halfway when I reached out to shake hands

with Miss Reed, and the warning look in his eyes also only appeared right after that. In short, he's very displeased

with me wanting to shake hands with Miss Reed. As for his reason for displeasure, it relates to the possessiveness

and desires a man has for his woman. When a man loves a woman so dearly, he won't allow any other men to

touch her—not even a polite handshake. That's why he interfered halfway through my handshake with Miss Reed.

He did so to warn me not to touch his woman.

After the police chief figured things out, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment, instantly becoming awkward and

abashed.

He felt uncomfortable because he had no other intention besides just intending to just shake Sonia's hands out of

courtesy. Yet, Toby mistook him for having indecent thoughts about Sonia, which made him feel deeply

embarrassed.

At the same time, he was abashed from thinking Toby favored him. There I was, having the audacity to still believe

that this wealthiest man shook hands with me for the second time just now because he acknowledged and was

touched by the greatness of us civil servants. What's more embarrassing, I even thought of taking the opportunity

to ask for his sponsorships. Fortunately, I didn't immediately ask him anything about support at that time.

Otherwise, I'll be humiliated when I eventually receive a rejection.

As Sonia stood by the sidelines, she naturally saw the strained expression on the police chief's face. So, she had a

general idea of what was wrong with him. Thus, she immediately hid her amusement and nodded shyly. "I'm sorry,

Officer Chase. My lover values me quite a lot, so sometimes, he can get a little overboard with his protectiveness.

Please forgive him."

As she spoke, Sonia hugged Toby's arm and pulled it slightly, motioning him to quickly let go of Freddie's hand.

Toby obeyed Sonia's silent cue and finally let go of Freddie's hand after giving him a hard look.

Meanwhile, Freddie stared at his hand, which had reddened in pain due to Toby's forceful grip. Although he gave a

wry smile in his heart, outwardly, he still had to act as if nothing had happened. He maintained his calm composure

as he withdrew his hand and placed it into his pants pockets. Then, he forced a smile and replied politely, "I'm fine,

Miss Reed. On the contrary, I actually thought President Fuller was a very good man when I saw he cared so much

about you. Miss Reed, I'm happy that you have found yourself such a good man."

I don't need you to tell Sonia that I'm a good man. Toby glanced up at Freddie contemptuously, and the gaze in his

eyes seemed to be relaying the thought he had in mind.

Freddie noticed this, and he could feel the corners of his mouth twitch in uneasiness. I really didn't expect that the

legendary cold-faced tyrant in the business world, as rumored by the outside world, actually has such a character.

Of course, Sonia, too, saw the derisive look Toby had shot at Freddie. She immediately felt a migraine building as

she regarded the scene before her.

"That's enough. What are you doing?!" Sonia glared at Toby angrily. Then, she grabbed his man and pulled him to

stand behind her, allowing herself the chance to face Freddie in a much more civilized conversation. Otherwise, I

don't know what other rude actions he will do to Officer Chase later if I let him face the poor chief.

Honestly speaking, Freddie actually felt relieved after he saw Sonia pull Toby to stand behind her. Finally! I don't

have to face an unpredictable person like President Fuller.

As he thought of this, Freddie breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he resumed his serious demeanor as the chief of the

police station. He turned his attention to Sonia as he asked, "Miss Reed, since you two are here, let's not waste any

more time and get straight into the matter, shall we?"

"Sure." Sonia nodded lightly.

Afterward, Freddie motioned for them to follow him as he brought them to take a seat on the couch on the side.

Once Sonia and Toby were seated, Freddie poured them each a cup of tea before continuing. "Miss Reed, it's been

several days since the incident regarding the ruining of your dress. How's your discussion with the suspect's family

coming along? What is your course of action?"

Before Sonia could speak, Toby, who was sitting next to her, spoke first. His tone of voice was chilly with a hint of

mockery as he refuted, "Do you think we will choose to forgive her?"

Sure enough, Freddie understood what Toby meant. He took off his police cap and set it aside with a smile. "I'm also

undoubtedly aware that the two of you won't choose to forgive the suspect, but please understand that I need to

ask you these questions due to procedure. Although I am a police chief, I still need to abide by protocol while

making a real-time recording of your statements."

As soon as he said that, he pointed at the recorder pinned on the left side chest area's pocket of his police uniform.

Just like what he said, Freddie figured that these two wouldn't choose to forgive Anya. First, if they wanted to pardon

her, they wouldn't have waited until now and would've done so as early as the first day when the suspect's family

came here. Secondly, they are both highly influential. Their influences and wealth are far beyond the suspect's

family, so they don't need an apology in the form of compensation. Besides, there's also no reason for them to fear

that the suspect's family will seek revenge on them. So naturally, they don't need to pardon the suspect.

"We understand." Sonia gave an understanding smile as she looked at the recorder pinned in Freddie's pocket. "Still,

for the sake of clarification, my thoughts are the same as my lover's. We are in agreement on not forgiving her

actions."

Freddie flipped his notebook open as he pulled out a pen and started jotting down every valuable detail for the

entire duration of their conversation. This was also a protocol for taking down the victims' statements. So not only

did he need to record the conversation with a police-issued recorder, but he also had to make notes of the

conversation in case anything relevant popped up further down the line of investigation.

As he wrote, he added, "I understand what the two of you mean, but I still have to ask on behalf of the suspect. Is

there no room for negotiation?"

Sonia and Toby remained silent in the face of that question, and their silence was their abject refusal to show any

pity toward Anya.