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

Chapter 1129

Are those things even edible? No doubt they taste bad. Either way, any sane person but him will stay far away from

them surely.

Sonia had to hand it to Tim.

"Have you... always been eating this way?" She couldn't help wanting to sate her curiosity.

"Yeah." Tim didn't deny it. "I've been eating like this since I started studying medicine."

Sonia gasped in response. "That's ten-plus years. You're really something!"

Tim chuckled lightly. "Everyone's more or less peculiar in their own way. Using chemical substances in replace of

seasoning happens to be a habit of mine."

"Isn't this Pica?" The corner of Sonia's lips twitched.

"You can put it that way," said Tim as he pushed his glasses up.

"But does it not damage your body for you to eat like this?" Sonia blinked, worried for the fellow doctor's health.

In any case, Tim often helped her out, so it was only fitting that she should worry about his well-being.

While walking into the elevator, Tim answered, "No. I'm a doctor, so I naturally know if these substances will do any

damage to my body. Besides, these excipients are used to treat illnesses. It won't harm the body apart from making

the food taste weird. Just imagine it as the very first meal someone who has never cooked his whole life made, non-

lethal, horrible tasting food."

While relieved after hearing his description, Sonia couldn't help chuckling as well. "Well, they don't do your body any

harm. But looks like I really can't treat you to a meal, huh? Do you have any requests, then? I'll do it as long as it's

within my capability."

"You really want to thank me?" Tim reconfirmed.

"Of course." Sonia nodded. "I've never thanked you when you helped me so many times, so I feel terrible if I don't

give you a proper thanks. Just let me repay you, please?"

She even clamped her phone against her shoulder while putting her hands together, pleading.

Though Tim couldn't see her, he could somewhat visualize it. His glasses reflected light as he said, "Alright then. I

won't ask for much. I heard a new museum has opened in the country, but it's different from normal museums. The

displays are all post-war human specimens."

"What?! Human specimens?!" Sonia gasped, stupefied. "Why is there such a museum?"

"Why not? Nearly every country has a museum like this. It's to let people understand the cruelty of war. But barely

any of them are disclosed or opened to the public. So only a small group will have heard about them."

"I see." Sonia nodded in revelation. "So are you telling me this because you want to visit but don't have a ticket and

want me to get you one?"

"That's right." Tim wasn't surprised that she got it pretty quickly. She was a smart one, after all.

Ding! The elevator arrived.

While Tim walked out of the elevator and headed to his car in the parking lot, he explained, "I've visited quite a few

similar museums. As you know, I'm a doctor, and I've always been very interested in the human body. Visiting these

museums will allow me to see many ways bodies aren't normally presented, and I can devise a surgery plan based

on the wounds the bodies left at their death. So if I ever encounter similar patients, my surgery won't fail and ruin

my reputation because of my lack of experience."

A couple drops of sweat rolled down Sonia's temple as she fell speechless. Sure, it was really awe-inspiring to hear

that from him, but to an average Joe, it still sounded somewhat psychotic.

"You're not planning on visiting every single museum like this one, are you?" Sonia asked as she rubbed her temple.

"More or less." Tim raised his chin. "After all, the displays in every museum are different, so naturally, every cause

of death and wound presented on the bodies is unique. Hence, it's only necessary that I visit all of them."

"Touche." Sonia nodded slightly as she held her chin. "You said earlier that these museums aren't open to the public,

so who are they open to?"

"Medical practitioners, military personnel, and politicians," answered Tim as he unlocked his car.

At that, Sonia tilted her head with bafflement. "Since it's open to medical practitioners, it should be a piece of cake

for you to get a ticket when you're so well-reputed in the medical community, no?"

"That being said, I'm quite busy lately, so I have no time at all to get one. By the time I remembered, the guys in

the medical community had already booked it all, and the next available reservation was in two months. I don't

want to wait until then, so here's where you come in and help me out. Of course, you might not have the network

to get a ticket, but your guy definitely has. Just ask for his help." Tim went into his car and started the engine while

speaking.

Rendered both amused and frustrated, Sonia jested, "Looks like I really can't say no when you've even thought of a

way for me to get the ticket for you."

"You can still turn me down. I won't force you," Tim said thoughtfully.

"Don't." Sonia waved her hand. "I said I wanted to repay you, so I won't turn you down. I'll talk to Toby about this."

"Alright, I'll wait for your good news then." Tim had driven out of the hospital parking lot at this point.

After humming a response, she ended the call and put the phone down to stretch when she heard noises from

aside.

She turned in that direction to find Toby had returned. At that, she looked up at him and asked, "You guys are

done?"

Toby nodded in response.

Upon seeing that he looked amiss—glum and exuding grimness—she tucked her smile away. "What's wrong? Is

something up?"

Or why would he look so awful? He was completely fine when the two of them answered the door. So something

must've happened for him to return like this.

However, he said nothing but only took a gander at Sonia, who was even more certain that something was up from

that glance.

Apprehensive, she stood up and held his arm, leading him to sit on the couch. "C'mon, Toby, tell me. Just what

exactly is going on? You're making me worry. If it's something major you have to deal with, then go ahead. Don't

delay it because you're worried about me, understand?"

At that, she looked apprehensively at Toby, who pulled her into his arms, speaking in a husky voice, "It's nothing

major, just that something repulsive happened."

"What exactly is it then? Tell me." Sonia broke free from his arms.

However, Toby wouldn't say a word but only stared at her.

Livid and helpless, she entreated, "When are you going to stop acting mute whenever something's up? You're

making me—Mm!"

Toby pulled her to him by the back of her head before she could finish her words and very accurately seized her

lips, forcing her to swallow the rest of her words.

Sonia, on the other hand, was stupefied at first before coming to herself and rolling her eyes speechlessly.

I swear this b*stard... He's so troubled and in a foul mood, yet it's not enough to stop him from having sex. What

can I say about him... Forget it; let him have his way. Who knows? He might finally say it after he's sated and in a

better mood.

With that thought in mind, Sonia went soft and wrapped her arms around his neck while shutting her eyes.