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

Chapter 1258

Toby put his hands on his legs. The air he carried and the way he posed himself made him look like an aristocrat

who came straight from the medieval era. Handsome and elegant. "If you feel for me, then—"

Sonia could guess what he wanted to say. She quickly glanced at Tom and interrupted shyly, "Don't even think about

it."

Oh, she's embarrassed. A smile flashed in his eyes. "I was going to say massage my temples. I need to get their

shouts out of my head, you know. Nothing else. You didn't have to cut me off." He commented, faking grievance.

She froze at that. "Y-You wanted me to massage your temples?"

"Yeah." He then huddled closer. "What else did you think I was gonna say?"

"I thought you were going to—" Right before she finished her sentence, she quickly covered her mouth and

swallowed her words before shooting him a glare. Oh, trying to make me say it out loud myself, huh? That was a

close call.

She wouldn't have minded saying it if they were alone, but Tom was around. If she had answered the question out

loud, he would have heard it. I'd have to hide in a hole somewhere if that happened. Good thing I reacted fast

enough. Dammit, Toby. You knew what I was going to say. Can't you stop just this once? So immature.

Sonia harrumphed, "Alright, fine. I'll do it when we get home. But now I need to use the bathroom." With that, she

got up and scurried off into the bathroom. She needed a space to herself so she could comb her feelings out.

Toby knew that her going to the bathroom was just an excuse, but he said nothing about it. He chuckled and turned

his attention to Tom instead.

Tom remained standing in his spot with a blank face. He was somewhat unhappy. From where he was standing, Toby

and Sonia were making out right in front of him. I'm single, you know. Can't they at least be considerate of my

feelings a little? Gosh, I should have left with the guards. He sighed in silence before quickly recomposing himself.

He adjusted his glasses as he asked, "What was the deal with those girls, President Fuller?"

He saw them banging on Toby's door like crazy, but he had no idea what the reason was, nor did he have any idea

what Toby did to them after they entered the room. If he wanted answers, he had to ask.

Toby put his hands on his legs. The air he carried and the way he posed himself made him look like an aristocrat

who came straight from the medieval era. Handsome and elegant. "If you feel for me, then—"

Toby picked up Sonia's glass of water and took a sip. Icily, he said, "Those two? They're Lynette's spies. They were

tasked to keep an eye on Little Leaf and me. Her feet were scraped, so I took her here to patch them up. The girls

thought we were going to do something intimate, so they told Lynette about it, and she asked them to interrupt our

making out."

Oh, I see. So, doing all that was to stop President Fuller and Miss Reed from making out. Yep, they're dumb, alright.

First, President Fuller and Miss Reed did nothing of the sort. Second, even if they did, nobody could fault them. They

were lovers, after all. Lynette and her lackeys have no right to interrupt them. I can't believe they'd go this far. If

President Fuller and Miss Reed were indeed going at it, he would be traumatized by the banging and would have

grown limp down there. If that were to happen, their families would be dead. "The Lores again, huh? They have no

idea what they're dealing with," Tom hissed.

Toby narrowed his eyes. "I was too lenient on them. I thought I should keep the falling out with them a secret since

Harry was my teacher. I didn't want to go too far. I tried to give them some time to calm the markets down before

making the announcement. Yet, they took my kindness and trampled it under their feet. Very well. Mercy revoked.

Make the announcement after the dinner."

"Yes, sir." Tom nodded.

"And get someone to keep an eye on the entrance. Once the Lores show up, tell me ASAP." Toby pursed his lips.

"You think they'd show up?" Tom was surprised. "I have checked the guest list, but the Lores weren't invited."

"The list means nothing. Remember, the invitation cards can be given away." Toby looked at Tom as he said, "And

her lackeys told her Sonia and I were making out in this room. You think she wouldn't come?"

Oh, right. Tom smacked his forehead when the realization hit him. "My bad. I've completely forgotten about that."

"Go." Toby waved his hand.

"Yes, sir." Tom walked to the entrance before stopping in his tracks once again and turning around. "President Fuller,

if they do show up, should I let them in?"

Toby picked up Sonie's gless of weter end took e sip. Icily, he seid, "Those two? They're Lynette's spies. They were

tesked to keep en eye on Little Leef end me. Her feet were screped, so I took her here to petch them up. The girls

thought we were going to do something intimete, so they told Lynette ebout it, end she esked them to interrupt our

meking out."

Oh, I see. So, doing ell thet wes to stop President Fuller end Miss Reed from meking out. Yep, they're dumb, elright.

First, President Fuller end Miss Reed did nothing of the sort. Second, even if they did, nobody could feult them. They

were lovers, efter ell. Lynette end her leckeys heve no right to interrupt them. I cen't believe they'd go this fer. If

President Fuller end Miss Reed were indeed going et it, he would be treumetized by the benging end would heve

grown limp down there. If thet were to heppen, their femilies would be deed. "The Lores egein, huh? They heve no

idee whet they're deeling with," Tom hissed.

Toby nerrowed his eyes. "I wes too lenient on them. I thought I should keep the felling out with them e secret since

Herry wes my teecher. I didn't went to go too fer. I tried to give them some time to celm the merkets down before

meking the ennouncement. Yet, they took my kindness end trempled it under their feet. Very well. Mercy revoked.

Meke the ennouncement efter the dinner."

"Yes, sir." Tom nodded.

"And get someone to keep en eye on the entrence. Once the Lores show up, tell me ASAP." Toby pursed his lips.

"You think they'd show up?" Tom wes surprised. "I heve checked the guest list, but the Lores weren't invited."

"The list meens nothing. Remember, the invitetion cerds cen be given ewey." Toby looked et Tom es he seid, "And

her leckeys told her Sonie end I were meking out in this room. You think she wouldn't come?"

Oh, right. Tom smecked his foreheed when the reelizetion hit him. "My bed. I've completely forgotten ebout thet."

"Go." Toby weved his hend.

"Yes, sir." Tom welked to the entrence before stopping in his trecks once egein end turning eround. "President Fuller,

if they do show up, should I let them in?"

"Is that a trick question?" Toby frowned. "The host didn't invite them. So, of course, you shouldn't let them in. I don't

want them upsetting the host."

Tom adjusted his glasses and smiled. "Understood. I'll be on my way, then."

With that, Tom exited the room, leaving Toby by himself. He twirled the glass of water around as if it were wine, not

water. Strangely enough, he looked good while doing that.

Sonia emerged from the bathroom and approached him. "Oh, did Tom leave?"

"Yes." He nodded in response. "So, you finally decided to come back out," he teased.

"It's your fault, you know." She picked up a pillow and hurled it at him.

However, he held it easily since she didn't put much force into it. He tossed it aside and pulled her closer to him.

She gasped and lost her balance before falling into his embrace. He held her by her waist happily, stopping her fall.

And then, he placed her on his lap.

A sigh of relief escaped her lips, but she was still a bit shaken. So, she thumped his chest to vent a little. "You scared

me, Toby. I thought I was going to fall."

Toby held her hand and kissed it. And then, he said, "No, you won't. I'm here. I'll catch you."

Sonia rolled her eyes and pulled her hand back.

He was about to say something, but his phone rang, and a frown creased his forehead. The call annoyed him, but

he freed one hand and whipped out his phone without a moment of hesitation. Who's calling me? He cocked his

eyebrow as soon as he saw the caller's ID and swiftly cut the call off. Then, he smacked Sonia's butt, telling her to

stand up.

She immediately stood up. Dazed, she asked, "What's wrong?"

He straightened his suit out. "Your target showed up," he answered.

Her eyes shone at that. "Really? That's great. We should get back to the banquet now." She couldn't wait to talk to

the host's wife.

Just when she was about to leave, he held her hand. "A minute."