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

“What?” Sonia frowned and turned to see where the voice was coming from, but before she could get a proper look at the commotion, her body was suddenly pulled into a rough embrace.

Toby had his arms wound tightly around her as he spun her toward the other side before a second later, the sound of glass breaking came from the space where Sonia had been standing earlier. It was then followed by an intense sizzling that mimicked the low buzz of an electric current.

At that moment, he let out a low grunt.

Upon hearing the pain in his voice, she looked up at him. As she was alarmed by the large beads of cold sweat on his forehead and his pallor, she urged, “What is it? Are you okay?”

He released his grip on her without answering her and clamped his left hand over his right wrist by his side, which trembled slightly.

Her gaze fell on his right hand before her breath hitched as she stammered, “Y-Your hand—”

“My hand’s fine. What about you? Are you okay?” He looked up at her, his face pale as he appraised her anxiously and she could tell that the fear in his eyes were genuine.

She opened and closed her mouth, unable to describe her complicated emotions into words. Is he an idiot? His own hand is injured, but all he cares about is whether I’m okay!

Toby stiffened at her lack of response. “Are you hurt?”

Sonia shook her head. “No.”

He held his gaze on her for a few more beats; it was only after he was certain she was telling the truth that he let out a small sigh of relief. As he flashed her a feeble smile, he assured, “That’s good.”

“Good? What the hell are you talking about?” She bit on her lip as she glowered at him. “Look at your hand!”

“It’s nothing,” he insisted.

Sonia pointed at his hand as an incredulous, humorless laugh escaped her. “Oh, it’s nothing?”

There was an open wound the size of a date on the back of his right hand. The skin looked like it had been peeled off from the mess that was blood and flesh; and the edges of the wound were erratic and burnt black—the result of a harsh corrosion.

Sonia could easily whittle down the list of potential substances capable of such erosion to one thing—acid!

take long for her to put two and two together when she saw how the corrosive substance had spilled all over the driver’s side of the car. The acid had eaten away at the paint on the car before dripping and pooling into

a wretched woman had flung a bottle of acid at her in an attempt to kill her on the spot. When Toby saw this, he instantly reacted by pulling her into his arms and shielding her from the

other words, had Toby not saved her in time, the bottle of acid

have been disfigured beyond repair. She would then

flashed in her mind, but that was

rimmed red as she

pair of gloves stuffed into his mouth to prevent him from speaking. Even

a wicked grudge against her. That

the entire incident as well as the audience watching the livestream. They were all mortified by the

and yet here they were, bearing

side. Her brows were knitted

demanded hastily. “I have to drop you off at the hospital and I can’t drive my

answered, “The keys

which were redundant and a waste of precious time, given how she was in a rush to get him to

Sonia was frustrated. Since he did not dare

the exact location of his keys, Sonia rubbed the divot between her brows and reached into the left pocket

He didn’t think she would actually reach for the keys herself. Seeing that his left hand was completely

was acutely aware that her hand was reaching deep into his pocket, and he could feel the softness and warmth of her paw through the thin fabric. His skin tickled where her fingers brushed over it. As a result, his thigh muscle

after she met his dark, piercing gaze that she finally realized what

ears and she quickly grappled for the keys before withdrawing her hand. She looked the other way in

to grab the keys that she didn’t know how bold she was until it was

and responded hoarsely, “It’s fine. Don’t dwell on

eyelashes fluttered slightly at this and she hummed in response

how Toby knew she was still dwelling on it. He sighed a little and swiftly changed the subject. “Did you get the

up her palm to reveal the car keys with the

leave the

over her delicate face as she glanced at the culprit, who was kneeling on the tarmac as the