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

Chapter 1008

At this moment, however, Toby had let rage overcome his reason. All he knew was that not only had the old man in his hand caused the death of his mother, but he was now offering to trade the stuff she had left behind for the life of his illegitimate daughter. There was no way he could keep calm, so he grasped Connor's throat in a vice-like grip that he gradually tightened.

Soon after that, Connor felt that he couldn't breathe; his face turned from crimson to purple and was streaming with tears and snot. His eyes rolled up uncontrollably, and all the veins in his temples protruded as if they would burst simultaneously in the next second. In short, he felt terrible at this very moment. He couldn't breathe, and his strength was gradually melting away. At first, he had been struggling desperately to prise Toby's hand in a panic, but he slowed down as his strength melted.

He knew that Toby was in the mood to kill and wanted to take his life. He could even feel his death approaching at this very moment. No, no way! I can't die! I mustn't die now that my wishes haven't been fulfilled! At the thought of this, he suddenly had a will to survive. At this moment, some strength returned to his originally powerless hands. Struggling vigorously, he began slapping Toby's hand while flailing his legs continuously.

However, these were merely hopeless efforts for Toby. To him, Connor's struggles were just the last-ditch struggle of a nobody, which would only enrage him even further without doing him any harm. Consequently, he tightened his grasp on Connor's throat once again.

Connor looked even more ghastly and pained. His vision began to blur, and he felt like Toby was about to break his neck; he could even hear the sound of his bones breaking. Am I really gonna die here? No, I can't accept this! Still, however unwilling he was to die at this moment, he no longer had the strength to struggle or fight back. What he had done just now was already his last struggle.

instead of struggling to prise Toby's hand, he suddenly let

to death. As long as he did so, the deaths of his parents would be avenged, and his grandmother's longtime wish would come true. The more he thought

tighten his grip, Connor's eyelids began to droop, and his head began to tilt to the side as if

the situation had to stop. Hurriedly, he put his hand on Toby's wrist and said loudly, "Stop it. President Fuller! Connor is dying! I know how you feel, but we can't kill him like this right now. Don't forget about the late Old Master Fuller's meritorious exploits! It's not worth it

Toby heard this, his pupils shrank slightly for an instant. At this moment, his originally stony face showed a hint of warmth, which only appeared when he heard Tom mention his grandfather. Thanks to the bit of warmth, he gradually

throat with both hands while greedily gasping for air with his mouth agape. This was his first time being so close to death. So is death such a horrifying thing? Recalling how Toby had

Toby had listened to him and let go of Connor, Tom immediately heaved a sigh of relief. "Phew..." He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and handed it to Toby. "Please wipe your hands, President

he lifted one foot and stepped on Connor's chest with all his might. "Connor, I seriously wonder if you ever loved

in his throat and on his chest, Connor slowly moved his eyes to meet Toby's frosty and condescending gaze. He replied in a weak and unpleasantly hoarse voice, "Of

wouldn't have hidden your relationship with her from everyone else without openly acknowledging her identity. If you had loved her, you wouldn't have watched her get married without trying to stop it or even fighting for her. You wouldn't have kept in touch with her, strung her along, and made that laughable promise without honoring it after she got

loud sound of bones breaking sounded, accompanied by Connor's shrill cries

has definitely broken at least two of Connor's ribs with his foot! Seeing Connor's pained expression