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

Chapter 1032

He wouldn't push the woman he loves away otherwise. I think I should stop being on guard around him now.

"So how are you gonna reward them?" Sonia asked curiously, holding his hand.

He patted her head. "That'll be my business. Don't worry. I'm not gonna be stingy on this."

Sonia rolled her eyes. "Never said you would. You're rich. I don't think you'd be a scrooge about this."

Toby smiled. "I should feel happy that you think so highly of me."

"You should." She grinned.

Toby flicked her forehead. "Right. The rewards are settled, so now's the time for punishment."

"Wait, punishment?" Sonia froze, and she looked at him in confusion. "Who's getting punished?" Toby didn't answer.

Instead he gazed at her, and her heart sank. What? "Wait. Are you saying it's me?" She pointed at herself.

Toby didn't give her a straight answer. "I'm upset that you hid things from me, so a punishment is in order. You're

spending the night with me," he whispered the last part into her ear and nibbled on her earlobe. Toby made it sound

beguiling on purpose.

Sonia shivered. She understood very well what he meant by 'spending the night with me'. Darn it. She blushed. "You

really know how to work the system. You just have to get all the rewards you can, huh?"

Toby chuckled. "Let's go then." He bent over and carried her in his arms, then they went to the room.

Sonia gasped in surprise. "Let me go. We haven't finished dinner yet."

"It's fine. We're almost done anyway."

"Hey—" Sonia tried to say something, but Toby pressed his lips against hers, then he closed the door. The living

room fell into silence, and the only proof they were here a moment ago was the unfinished food on the table. A

moment later, moans could be heard coming from the bedroom. It was clear where the couple was.

Just like what Sonia had said, Toby would try to get all the bonuses and reward every chance he got. He used the

punishment as a pretext and finally got Sonia to try out the position she had refused so many times. It was hard to

perform, and she could see herself tightening up really hard if she tried them. Toby had been raring to go but she

had refused, until tonight.

A few hours later, Sonia fell asleep out of exhaustion, while Toby leaned on the bed, looking down at the sleeping

woman gently. He caressed her face, that which was blushing. He could see the exhaustion on her brows, and there

were beads of sweat on her forehead. Even her hair was wet. It was obvious he did not go easy on her earlier.

Toby was exhausted, and his face was red as well. Beads of sweat drenched his forehead and hair, but he looked

satisfied and annoyingly smug. He emerged victorious from the battle, and he was satisfied by it. Toby didn't stay on

the bed for long, though. Once he had enough rest and started breathing fine again, he let Sonia go and got out of

bed to go to the bathroom.

It was already three in the morning when he was done bathing. Toby was in a white robe, and a towel hung around

his neck. He came out of the bathroom, his hair sopping wet. Beads of water dripped down as he stepped into the

room, but the towel absorbed them. He came to the coffee table and picked his phone up. First he went through his

messages to see if his employees had sent him anything. There was none. He then called Tom.

Tom was still working. It was nearly Christmas and almost time to take inventory. The Fuller Group was a juggernaut

with hundreds of subsidiaries and companies they had shares in. Taking inventory of so many companies was a

grand undertaking. Tom was still in the company, ready to work through the night just to prepare for that enormous

process. Fortunately, he wasn't the only one working overtime. There were a lot of people there too, which made

him feel a little better.

He had just finished going through a file from a subsidiary and took a sip from his cold, cold coffee. It woke him up a

little. He was about to work on the next file when his phone rang. Oh god. It's the president. It was annoying, but he

had to take it. "Hello, sir. What do you need?"

Tom sounded weak. Toby realized that he was working overtime, and he fell silent. Hm, I wonder if it's a bit too

much if I want him to help me out now. He tossed away that slight bit of consideration a moment later. Nah. He's

awake and working anyway. This is just some errand. Nothing bad about it. Yep. I'm not a slave driver. This is what

all bosses do. "Still working?" he asked calmly.

Tom looked at the files before him. There weren't many left. He massaged his forehead. "Yeah, I'm working through

some files. I think I can finish them by five and tell everyone to start taking inventory tomorrow."

"I see. Stay back at the company once you're done. Get to work in the afternoon tomorrow."

Tom stopped massaging his forehead for a moment. He thought he was hearing things. I can start work in the

afternoon? Is he serious? Is he finally starting to care for his poor little assistant? "Thank you very much, sir." Tom's

face was red with excitement.

Toby pursed his lips. "But you'll have to do one little errand before that."

Tom's smile froze, and it was replaced by a sneer. I knew it. Well, but I'm used to it. It's not every day I get to start

work in the afternoon. I'll take the offer. "Sure, sir. What do you need?" He was smiling, but he was cursing silently

too.

Toby sipped some tea. "If I'm right, Bank of Caruna's Seafield branch needs a lot of cash, don't they?"

Tom wondered why he asked, but he nodded. "Yeah. Their main bank took 70% of their liquid assets, so they need a

lot of cash now. Brian's trying to get a lot of company bosses to put their money in the Bank of Caruna instead of

stashing them overseas. If his branch can't meet its target and starts having cash flow problems, he'll be fired."