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

Chapter 1127

Resentment filled Toby as his back slammed against the couch. Of course, he wasn't upset with Sonia but with the

person who rang the doorbell when it was already this late at night.

Sonia, on the other hand, turned a blind eye to the man's displeasure and hurriedly moved away from the couch.

"Did you hear the doorbell just now?" she asked while fixing her disheveled hair and clothes.

Toby, too, was fixing his clothes at this point. Compared to her fluster, he couldn't be any more composed.

Not even an unexpected visitor could make him lose his composure.

It wasn't until he patted his sleeves and crossed his legs that he answered, "I heard it. It's just a visitor. Why are you

so panicked?"

Then, as he watched the woman, who stood up to fix her pants, he smirked and continued, "Besides, this is our

home. As owners, we're panicking when there's a visitor. Those oblivious might think we're doing something bad in

someone else's place."

His words rendered Sonia stupefied, and she blinked dumbfoundedly.

Yeah, this is my place. Whatever Toby and I do here is justifiable, so why would I panic so badly just because there's

someone at the door?! Those oblivious might actually think we've come to someone else's place to do bad things.

At that, Sonia slapped her forehead, ridiculed by her reaction. "I've reacted too dramatically, but hey, this is a

reflex. After all, anyone would react like this when someone suddenly comes while they're making out. No one

wants anyone else to know they're doing it, no?"

Toby chuckled in response.

"Alright, I'll go and get the door." Sonia tucked her hair behind her ear while walking toward the entryway.

"Together," said Toby as he held her hand.

He'd like to see just who the hell decided to ruin his night by coming at this time.

I swear you better have serious business or... He narrowed his malicious eyes.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, the visitor couldn't help shuddering and rubbing his arms, feeling

inexplicably cold.

Just then, the door opened, and Sonia and Toby appeared.

"Good evening, President Fuller, Miss Reed," greeted the visitor as he hurriedly put his arms down and stood

straight when he saw the two.

"Tom?" Sonia was pretty surprised when she learned who was behind the door.

Toby, on the other hand, frowned. "What are you doing here?"

"I—" Tom had just answered when he saw his boss' sub-zero countenance. "This better be serious, or you can pack

up and head to Ibira to work tomorrow."

"What?!" Tom couldn't believe his ears, so dumbstruck that his glasses slipped to the tip of his nose.

What's going on? What the heck?! What have I done? Why am I suddenly assigned to the Ibira expedition?

Tom looking completely stupefied and questioning all existence made Sonia purse her lips and burst into a snigger.

It was her snigger, too, that allowed Tom to come to himself. At that, he looked despondently at his boss, asking,

"What have I done wrong, President? Why have you suddenly assigned me to the Ibira expedition?"

"Do you even need a reason for it? Drop your complaints and just do as you're told."

"But..."

"Alright, Toby, cut it out." Sonia held Toby' arm and giggled. "Don't freak Tom out."

She believed she knew why he would suddenly send Tom to Ibira. He must be mad at the poor assistant for

suddenly interrupting him when they were just about to make out. Thus, he decided to get even with Tom, sending

the poor guy to Ibira.

Oh, she knew full well just how petty this man could get. Amused, Sonia shook her head with a chuckle.

Meanwhile, Tom blinked with stupefaction. "Freak me out? What do you mean, Miss Reed? Are you guys playing

some sort of game? Truth or dare? Is President Fuller doing this to me in a fit of anger because he lost?"

The assistant might as well just blatantly said his boss was a sore loser who would take his anger out on the

innocent. But, of course, Toby got the implication, and he turned grim.

Looks like I can really chuck this assistant away. It's time I send him all the way to Ibira to prove his worth.

Sonia didn't expect Tom to be this oblivious either or have such a wild imagination at that. To think he'd assume they

were playing truth or dare.

Then again, she had to admit that he was pretty close to the right answer.

Though they weren't playing truth or dare, and Toby didn't lose either, what they were playing had indeed upset

Toby and caused him to lash out at Tom.

"Fly straight to Ibira tomorrow morning at eight. You don't have to pay for the ticket. It's on the company," ordered

Toby with a wave of a hand.

"C'mon, President, you can't do this!" Tom grew apprehensive. "You can't take it out on me just because you lost a

game. I'm innocent!"

Sonia, on the other hand, tried so hard to hold her laughter back that her shoulders were shaking. Ha, looks like the

poor guy is convinced Toby wants to transfer him away because Toby lost a game.

However, neither she nor Toby intended to clarify to him. After all, how could someone tell anyone else what they

were doing so blatantly? So a misunderstanding it was then.

"Alright, Tom, relax. Toby is just messing with you. He's not really transferring you over to Ibira." Sonia reassured

him with a smile, seeing how uneasy he was.

"Really, Miss Reed?" Tom's eyes lit up immediately. "President Fuller really won't transfer me to Ibira?!"

"Says who?" Toby bore into Tom icily, rendering the poor assistant stupefied once again.

Sonia rolled her eyes at that and slapped Toby' arm in exasperation. "Alright, c'mon, cut it out. Stop scaring Tom.

Where are you going to find another assistant that knows you so well on such short notice if you really send Tom to

Ibira?"

Exactly! Tom nodded his head like a bobblehead.

Meanwhile, Toby pursed his lips as Sonia continued, "Besides, Tom didn't do it on purpose."

"He disrupted our moment." Toby pointed to his assistant with a frown.

At that, Sonia shook her head helplessly. "So? It's just a little later. If it makes you feel better, we'll continue after

Tom leaves."

The next second, the coldness surrounding Toby disappeared instantly, replaced with joy and elation. Even an idiot

could tell he was beside himself with joy right then.

As the two whispered while leaning close to each other, Tom couldn't tell what the two had talked about. But judging

from how happy his boss was after hearing Sonia's words, he couldn't help having admiration for her.

Man, you've got to hand it to Miss Reed. She can really turn an active grenade known as President Fuller into a

sweet man with just a few words. Sure enough, everything has its vanquisher. If these two aren't perfect examples,

then I don't know what else is.

"So? Still upset?" Sonia nudged Toby, oblivious to Tom's sassing about her and Toby in his mind.

At that, Toby cleared his throat and said, "Not anymore."

"In that case, don't scare Tom anymore. What are you going to do if he's terrified when he's so committed to seeing

to your affairs?" cajoled Sonia as she looked at Tom.

"You're the best, Miss Reed." Tom felt utterly grateful for her.

At that, Sonia smiled and said, "You're too kind, Tom. Don't worry. Your boss won't send you to Ibira anymore."

"Is that true, President?" Tom looked expectantly at Toby, hoping to get an answer from him.