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

Chapter 890 Don’t Call Me Baby

They were great, as expected. Sonia gave Toby a thumbs up as praise.

Toby smiled. “Have some more then.” He filled her bowl with all kinds of food, and when he was done, the food in her bowl looked like a small mountain. Even so, Toby did not show any signs of stopping. It was like he was having fun filling her bowl with food.

Sonia held his hand before he could continue, and she shook her head. “Stop it. Are you trying to fatten me up?”

Toby looked at her bowl and realized that he had gone a bit too far. He put his fork down sheepishly and coughed. “Sorry. I’ll stop now. Dig in.”

Sonia let his hand go and went back to dinner. Halfway through, she remembered something, and she stopped chewing for a moment. Wait, wasn’t I going to bite him as payback for exhausting me and making me fall? Why haven’t I done that yet?

Sonia looked at the food before her as she fell into her thoughts. In the end, she chalked it up to him being too good at cheering her up. Fine. Since he made dinner for me, I’ll let it slide.

Sonia tossed her annoyance out the window and kept eating. Hey, I’m not easily bought. I’m just too kind to bite someone. Yep, that’s it. I’m just too kind. Sonia nodded.

Toby looked at her and squinted. He extended his hand and patted her head. I wonder what she’s thinking about.

a sudden, and Sonia shot him an angry

just too

she nudged her chair back to put some distance between her and Toby. He’s patting my head because he finds it cute? What are you going to do next? Tear

backward, and he blinked in confusion. “What’s wrong?” Why did she

he said. She popped a piece of meat into her mouth and shook her head. “It’s nothing. I wasn’t feeling too comfortable sitting at that angle, so I

lay on the couch to recuperate.

numb, and she took it out from her pocket. Charles had sent her a text. It’s late. Why is he texting me?

up and clicked into the text. The message read, ‘Sonia, Mom asked me if you’re free tomorrow. She wants you and Fuller

with Toby, and she wanted her to bring Toby over for dinner. She had agreed to it and even said she

Lane was understanding, however. She said Sonia could go after she was done with work, but Sonia forgot all about it after she was done with work. She had not told Toby

not sure if Toby had the same luxury. Sonia put her phone down and turned around. She knelt on the couch, holding the back of it with her hands. “Toby!” she called out in the direction of

kitchen at the moment. He was wearing an apron, and his sleeves were rolled up. The

here, he would probably cry seeing his employer doing chores like a househusband. Toby, however, was used to this, and he seemed happy doing

his hands, then he took his apron off before going over to Sonia. “What is it?”