Chapter 665 Tobykins

Sonia couldn’t help but smile when she saw how happy Toby was at her return. “Yes, I’m back. See, I made good on my word and didn’t leave at all, and I came back on time.”

He hummed contentedly in response.

She pulled up a chair next to the couch and sat down. “Can you get up?”

“No,” he said, looking at her piteously as he shook his head.

She sighed, then reached out a hand. “Come on. I’ll help you up.”

He put his hand in hers, and as soon as she had a firm grasp on him, she pulled him into an upright position on the couch. “Okay, hold still, and don’t fall back again.”

“Okay,” he said, nodding like an obedient little boy.

He was behaving so well that Sonia couldn’t resist ruffling his hair affectionately. “You know, Tobykins, I didn’t think you’d be so much more fun during a hangover.”

“Tobykins?” he repeated with a raise of his brow as he eyed her inquisitively. The next moment, he grimaced and demanded unhappily, “Who is Tobykins? Are you seeing someone else?”

His voice was loud, and he looked at her like she was the biggest heartbreaker in the city. She tried to keep from sputtering as she asked, “What are you talking about? Who’s seeing someone else?”

“You!” he replied furiously, glowering at her.

She blinked, then pointed at herself. “And who am I seeing?”

Incensed, he pursed his lips, and his eyes were red as he grumbled, “Tobykins!”

“Well…” Sonia felt the corner of her lips twitch at the accusation. I’m seeing someone else by the name of Tobykins? Okay, well, as things are, I can’t say he’s wrong. She put a palm to her forehead as she looked at him incredulously and said, “I swear it’s like you’ve lost half a mind, Toby. You do realize that you’re Tobykins, don’t you?”

This seemed like news to him as he stiffened. “I’m Tobykins?”

with

argued, “You’re lying

a nickname I gave you,” she answered through gritted teeth, rolling her eyes

that he really was Tobykins. As his anger subsided, he gazed at Sonia blearily and asked, “But why am

behaving like a kid right now, of course. Toby, I really want to see how you’d react after you sober up and recall every single childish thing you said and did today.

clearly too drunk to comprehend her words, and

why I bothered telling you all this in the first place; it’s not like you

up a bowl of chowder from the tray and placed it carefully in Toby’s hands. “Take care not to spill it.” My goodness, it’s like I’m actually fussing over a little kid right now. Here’s to hoping he

behavior as he carefully held the bowl in his palms. Sonia could tell that he had a firm grasp on the bowl, and when she was sure that he wouldn’t tip the bowl on one side and spill the chowder, she loosened up and

starving as it was, having gone without food for the whole morning while she was fussing over him. Hours had passed since then, and now she felt so hollow she might just shrink

but that was when

put the spoon down and glanced at him with a raised brow. “Are you

about to say something, but he

sighed. “What is it? Don’t you know

her feel more exasperated. Kids are cute, and that’s an understatement, but heaven help me. I have no idea what they’re thinking! Sometimes, one would find oneself rendered helpless by children

Like right now.

put down her own bowl and reached for his instead, taking it out of his hands as she scooped up some chowder and brought

opened his mouth, and she

to wait on you hand

he replied with a small shake of

roll of her eyes, then brought yet another spoonful of

mouthful. It wasn’t as if she had a choice; if she

polished off, Sonia set the bowl aside and handed him a glass of

he looked like he was about to be done, she raised a small basin for him to spit out the water, which he did without

tissue so he could wipe his mouth, but this time, he somehow became inept again and waited for her to do it for him

think I’ve figured you out. You may look like a hapless kid right now, but your thoughts are clear enough for you to decide which chore you’d like to do on your own and which

chore that he’d prefer someone else do for him, and I’m the only other person available at

no way she could

wiping his mouth was, once again, a chore that he could elect to have someone

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