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

Chapter 665

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?”

Sonia replied with a

“You’re lying to me. My name is

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

As his anger subsided, he

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. I bet you’d

to comprehend her words, and

hand dismissively. “You know what? It’s fine. I don’t even know why I bothered telling you all this in the first place; it’s not like you can understand what

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 won’t spill

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

was, having gone without food for the whole morning while she was fussing over

began to take small mouthfuls of it, but that was when she sensed Toby staring at

the spoon down and glanced at him with a raised brow. “Are you going to keep staring at me like that, or are you

something, but he did

“What is it? Don’t you know how to feed

stubbornly mute. This only made 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.

of his hands as she scooped up some chowder and brought it

opened his mouth,

that you’re just trying to get me to wait on

with a small shake of

with me,” she said with a roll of her eyes,

obediently as he had the first time, making it clear that he wanted her to spoon-feed him. Resigned, she sighed and fed him each mouthful. It wasn’t as if she had a choice; if she refused to feed him, he would stare at

had been polished off, Sonia set the bowl aside and

looked like he was about to be done, she

became inept again and waited for her to do it for him instead, staring at her once

You may look like a hapless kid right now, but your thoughts are clear enough for you to decide which chore

chowder, which happens to be a chore that he’d prefer someone else do for him, and I’m the only other person

he knew that there was no way she could have helped him

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

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