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

Chapter 87

Chapter 87

“Where are you heading to, President Reed?” the driver asked once Sonia got into the car. She placed her walking

stick aside as she replied to him. “Bring me to City Stadium, please.”

“Okay.” The driver started the car. The trip from Paradigm Co. to City Stadium was a 1-hour long car drive. The

stadium was known for being one of the most congested areas in Seafield as it was close to the city’s airport, so

Sonia found herself caught in a jam. Time continued to tick, and the clock struck 4.00 p.m. while they were still

on the road.

Meanwhile, Tyler was dressed in a black jersey with the number ‘8’ printed on it. He was warming up on the court

while glancing at the audience seats. A disappointed look formed on his rather pale face when he saw that the two spaces that he had pre-booked were empty. What’s up with them? Why did neither of them come?!

“Hey, Fuller, what’s up?” One of Tyler’s team members came over and tapped him on the shoulder. Tyler shook his head. “Nothing,” he muttered in a rather dispirited tone.

“Well, you should rush over if nothing’s up. The coach is asking us to gather.” The teammate pulled his hand back

and strode toward the rest area that was prepared for the players. After taking a final glance at the audience

seats, Tyler turned and went after his teammate.

Beep! The players officially got into their rows after the whistle blew, and the match began after each party

shook their opponents’ hands. Tyler was the small forward and also the star player of the team. Once the person

in the center passed the ball to Tyler, Tyler would begin to travel with the ball. His actions were swift, and it only

took him a single dodge to avoid the opponents’ attacks. Without much effort, he brought the ball past the free throw line and tossed it into the ring. He scored! The audience cheered for them, and Tyler gave his teammates celebratory high-fives. “You’re amazing, Fuller. It’s only the start of the game, and you’ve already shown them

who’s king,” one of the teammates said.

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like this, we’re definitely going to win”

cheered him on and tapped him on the shoulder. Tyler nodded

same spots in the audience seats. The two spots

in his eyes as he felt sorry for himself. He put in so much effort to get two tickets for the best spots in

showed up to support him! He

hands, and he dribbled it while preparing to score. The other team already knew that he was a formidable opponent, so three

one for him!

the stadium at 4.30 p.m. “I’ll wait for you in the car, President

helped Sonia out of the

Sonia nodded before she hobbled toward the entrance of the stadium with her walking

at the audience’s faces and saw the looks of disappointment on them, she couldn’t help but wonder what had happened during the match. She soon found her answer when

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20 points ahead of their national basketball team.

our team is a full 20 points behind the opponents! We’re playing from our home court, and most of the audience are people from our country, so they must

by so

crowd to give her space so that she could

finally arrived at her spot, she caught sight of someone walking toward

glances with the other person-it

to see Sonia in the stadium. He gave her a slight nod

give you this?” When Tyler handed him the ticket the morning before, he noticed that Tyler had another ticket in his hand. The seating number was the one next to the seating number on Toby’s ticket. Before this,

given it to

sat down in her seat. “Yeah, he gave it to me.”

to Toby, she would’ve never agreed to come. However, she had no choice but

already arrived.

to block the audience at the back. “Are you interested in basketball?” Toby asked, with his gaze still fixed on

talking to me?” Sonia

the only two people we know in the crowd. Who else does she think I’m talking

fell upon the court as she spoke. “I’m not interested in basketball. I’m

waste.”

little before he muttered a

in silence as well. After a while, Toby carefully turned his head a

then, the crowd around them began to voice their complaints. “Sh*t. What sort of

thought our national team would definitely win

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