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

Chapter 1168

Jean felt her jealousy and rage bubble up when she saw Toby shielding Sonia behind him in such an overprotective way.

She was jealous about the fact that even she, Toby's own mother, had never been protected like this by him.

And she was angry about the way Toby reacted. Jean hadn't even done anything to Sonia and yet, Toby already was acting as though Jean was going to lay her hands on Sonia.

His distrust for his own mother truly hurt Jean.

As she thought about this, her gaze on Toby suddenly turned resentful.

Toby didn't know what Jean was upset about, and he had a small frown when he asked, "Why did you come to the old manor, Mom? When did you get here?"

"I have only gotten here a while ago," she grumbled. "I came to see your Grandma. I am leaving now."

"Grandma?" He raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

It wasn't as though he didn't know the kind of person Jean was. Even though she wasn't unfilial, she definitely didn't like Rose all that much.

After all, Rose didn't like Jean a lot either.

Because of that, Jean wouldn't usually drop by to pay Rose a visit if she didn't need to. Why would she voluntarily come anyway if she was going to get nitpicked whenever she came here?

It was obvious that Jean was now here for Rose because of something.

However, Toby didn't pry into it since Jean wasn't bringing it up herself.

"Alright. Be safe on the road." Holding Sonia's hand, Toby guided Sonia aside to make way for Jean.

Jean only hummed in reply before she lowered her head and walked past the couple.

Right from the start, Jean hadn't spared Sonia even one glance—it was as though she thought Sonia wouldn't notice.

she did this

Rose that she wouldn't go against Sonia anymore and she wouldn't treat her badly, but Jean didn't say that she would pretend like she was fine with

was still his

give her an attitude, Jean simply ignoring

could point out Jean's mistake

had never gotten along in the first place. Them ignoring

the one who was narrow-minded and

only person they could blame then was

is the one to

Jean thought about it, the straighter her gait

even without looking at her face and just seeing her

what Jean was feeling so

Sonia wasn't interested to know about that. Instead, she was more curious about Jean's earlier

away before continuing ahead with Toby. "Did you see your stepmother's

with a hint of surprise in his

when she saw me. After all, she has always wanted to argue with me over something whenever we met in the past. I thought that it would be the

her

was aware of how much his stepmother hated the sight of Sonia, and he also knew that the

the one who started the arguments, and Sonia was merely defending herself. However, them having fights was an

protected Sonia behind him because he, too, expected Jean to react the same way this time. He wanted to get the women out of each other's sight to prevent them

not only did Jean not have the slightest intention to quarrel, she had left right after having a

was truly

with her and make things awkward by being between you and her. It is great that she

lips pursed as he protested, "But she still intentionally ignored you. That

"I could kill to have her ignore me like she did. Because other than that, she would always bare her fangs and glare at me, or chew my head off for some reason. Compared to that, I would rather have her treat me like I am thin air. It is not like I want

suddenly lifted her chin and peered at him tentatively. "Do you think that

the head and smiled helplessly. "Of course not. I have never thought about wanting you and her to get along well. Some people are born to never be on good terms with one another. This is actually great. It is better to ignore

gaze away and let out a smile again. "I am quitting as your girlfriend if you think I

looked at her tenderly and murmured, "Did you forget what I said? Between you and her, I will unhesitantly choose you. Why would I think it is

Sonia tightened her hold around his arm before slightly tilting her head to the right to rest it on his shoulder. She conveyed to

clingy she was being, and he