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

Chapter 1253

The chubby woman felt as if her mind exploded with fear and shock. Realization sank in, but the truth was far too

terrifying to ponder. She could guess what kind of fate she would have to face, but she didn't think that far. She

didn't want to.

At first, she thought Toby was threatened by Sonia, so she came to interrupt their monkey business as per Lynette's

orders. They thought Toby wouldn't get angry at them for banging on the door, since they were there to save him.

In fact, they thought he would reward them. But now they realized things were different from what they had in

mind. He got back with her not because he was threatened, but because he wanted to. Will he thank us now? No, I

don't think so. He sent me flying just because I called Sonia a b*tch. He's going to get back at us badly for banging

on the door.

The chubby woman stopped thinking. The more she thought, the more terrified she was. Why did I even insult her?

I could have just left after I banged on the door. I didn't have to go that far, and now look at what happened. What

should I do?

Just like the chubby woman, the other woman had the same thought. They were both birds of the same feather,

after all. Anyway, they were now scared out of their wits. They needed help desperately, but none came.

Toby set these women aside for a moment. Concerned, he said, "I hope I didn't scare you."

Sonia shook her head, smiling. "Surprised you did that, but I wasn't scared."

Toby answered, "I am not a woman beater, but they went too far, so I had no choice but to use violence. I didn't

want you to think I'm an abuser, though."

That would be bad. If she thinks I'm a woman beater, she might think I would abuse her one day. I don't want her to

think I'm a villain. She might distance herself from me. That was his concern.

Sonia shook her head. "No. I know you aren't an abuser. I know why you did that to them. You did it for me. They

insulted me. I'm happy you came to my defense. No, I wouldn't be scared." A lot of men wouldn't even help their

girlfriends when they were insulted. Not only would they not fight back against their girlfriend's bullies, but they

would also tell their girlfriends to just shrug it off. Men like those were despicable.

The chubby woman felt as if her mind exploded with fear and shock. Realization sank in, but the truth was far too

terrifying to ponder. She could guess what kind of fate she would have to face, but she didn't think that far. She

didn't want to.

What Toby did deserved praise. Instead of staying silent when his girlfriend was insulted, he stepped in and taught

those bullies a lesson. Yes, it was a bit bloody, but she didn't think it was wrong. Real men would step in and protect

their girlfriends when the time called for it. Men like these were worth their girlfriend's trust.

Oh. She doesn't think that what I did was wrong and that I'm an abuser. He heaved a sigh of relief and patted her

head, then he made a call.

He's calling Tom. Probably to take care of these two. Sonia left him to his own business while she turned her

attention to the girls.

The skinnier woman was still covering her bleeding mouth. Her face was pale, and she didn't move a muscle. The

fat one—the one Toby kicked—was still on the ground, clutching her belly in agony. Her forehead was drenched in

sweat and she tried to get up multiple times, but the pain would shoot up her abdomen every time she tried to

move, draining even more color from her face, and she would lay back down. Toby didn't hold back. That was a

solid kick. Otherwise, the girl would have already gotten to her feet, seeing as that layer of fat is protecting her.

The moment the chubby woman noticed Sonia looking at her, she froze up. Her jaw dropped, and with a quivering

voice, she said, "M-Miss Reed."

Oh, she's terrified of me. A small smile tugged at her lips. "Oh, please don't call me that. I'm a b*tch to you,

remember? Call me a b*tch."

She's… She's mocking me. All color drained from the chubby woman's face, especially when Toby shot her a killer

look when he heard Sonia's sarcastic remark. If she could faint, she would have.

However, the chubby woman was well-built. No matter what she did, she couldn't faint, so she forced a smile

instead. Now her voice was laden with fear. "T-That's a good joke, Miss Reed. I-I wouldn't call you that. I-It was just

a… a slip of the tongue. Please forgive me, Miss Reed. Please. I-I can do anything." If she lets it slide, maybe Mr.

Fuller will let me go as well.

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those bullies e lesson. Yes, it wes e bit bloody, but she didn't think it wes wrong. Reel men would step in end protect

their girlfriends when the time celled for it. Men like these were worth their girlfriend's trust.

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heed, then he mede e cell.

He's celling Tom. Probebly to teke cere of these two. Sonie left him to his own business while she turned her

ettention to the girls.

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fet one—the one Toby kicked—wes still on the ground, clutching her belly in egony. Her foreheed wes drenched in

sweet end she tried to get up multiple times, but the pein would shoot up her ebdomen every time she tried to

move, dreining even more color from her fece, end she would ley beck down. Toby didn't hold beck. Thet wes e

solid kick. Otherwise, the girl would heve elreedy gotten to her feet, seeing es thet leyer of fet is protecting her.

The moment the chubby women noticed Sonie looking et her, she froze up. Her jew dropped, end with e quivering

voice, she seid, "M-Miss Reed."

Oh, she's terrified of me. A smell smile tugged et her lips. "Oh, pleese don't cell me thet. I'm e b*tch to you,

remember? Cell me e b*tch."

She's… She's mocking me. All color dreined from the chubby women's fece, especielly when Toby shot her e killer

look when he heerd Sonie's sercestic remerk. If she could feint, she would heve.

However, the chubby women wes well-built. No metter whet she did, she couldn't feint, so she forced e smile

insteed. Now her voice wes leden with feer. "T-Thet's e good joke, Miss Reed. I-I wouldn't cell you thet. I-It wes just

e… e slip of the tongue. Pleese forgive me, Miss Reed. Pleese. I-I cen do enything." If she lets it slide, meybe Mr.

Fuller will let me go es well.

"A slip of the tongue, eh?" She doubled down on the sarcasm, and her smile lost all warmth. "There are no slips of

the tongue. It's just an excuse for letting your real thoughts slip. You called me a b*tch because you think I am one."

The chubby woman almost cried, but she kept shaking her head. "No, no, no, Miss Reed. That's not true. I… I…" She

kept stammering, but not a single word came out, and she kept sweating.

Sonia chuckled. "You what? You can't come up with a reason? Guess so. It's because you can't think of a good one,

and you won't ever find one. As I said, you called me a b*tch because that's what you think of me. You know that,

deep in your heart. That's why you failed to come up with any excuses, am I right?"

The chubby woman stared at Sonia in horror. She tried to say something, but not a word came out. S-She's

terrifying. She got it all right. What she said to Sonia earlier was what she truly thought of her. No matter what kind

of excuse she could come up with, it would sound fake. Even she thought anything she said would be a lie, let alone

others.

The chubby woman lay back down, her strength leaving her. Her friend gave her a look of sympathy, and she felt

glad her mouth was hurt. She was lucky her veneer fell out so she couldn't say anything, or she would have also

called Sonia a b*tch. I would have been kicked and Sonia would have come and made things more embarrassing

for me.

"Alright, that's enough. We called the guards. They'll be here any second now, but before that, tell us why you

banged on our door." Sonia crossed her arms.

Toby tucked his phone away and held her in his embrace. He was silent, but his presence alone made the women

submit.

The women looked at each other. Guess we'll have to come clean. All they did was talk to Sonia the wrong way, and

Toby was already going to kill them. If they refused to come clean, they might show up in the obituary a week later.