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

Chapter 1173

Rose and Mary made the stew for Toby because they figured that it was nutritious and good for him, but they forgot to consider that he might not want any of it.

It wasn't until Toby directly puked and grimaced in disgust that she realized not everyone could stomach the stew. In fact, now that she thought about it, Toby liked his food mild, but the stew had a strong gamey flavor.

Rose felt a little rueful when she watched Toby retching. So, she lowered her voice and mumbled, "Well, the stew is good for him, so I wanted him to drink it. That's why I stopped you from letting him know the stew's ingredients."

"But he can't have any even though he doesn't know the ingredients." Mary felt sorry for Toby.

Rose pursed her lips, slightly guilty. Then, after a while of silence, she sighed. "I might have overestimated him, but alas... He can't even drink a mouthful of the stew."

Mary's lips twitched slightly, but she didn't comment.

Although she was Mary's best friend, she was not a part of her family, so she couldn't concur when Mary turned her nose up at Toby.

Moreover, she could guess how awful the stew was, although she didn't drink it. She bet that others would spit the stew out, too, when they drank it, so it was honestly not Toby's fault that he had such a severe reaction.

Meanwhile, Toby couldn't be bothered with the conversation between Rose and Mary. All he cared about was getting rid of the awful taste in his mouth. He even considered cutting off his tongue momentarily before his rationality took hold of his brain again.

He felt like the 'thing' he drank wasn't stew but some rotten mush. The taste and smell of the so-called stew were so vile and horrendous that he couldn't even bring himself to swallow it.

He could feel the stench lingering in his mouth even after throwing up. To make matters worse, he could taste the rotting taste. There were just some things that weren't meant to be tasted by the human mouth.

Due to the rancid smell filling his nostrils with extreme prejudice, the disgusting stench made him feel dizzy. He knew he wasn't suffocating, but frankly, he'd rather be launched into the sun right about now so that he could stop feeling the sour taste in his throat.

What kind of stew is this?! D*mn!

and felt like crawling

worsened her anxiety. She handed him a glass of

now. Life water! He took the glass of water and began to

the taste in his mouth did wash down a little,

even be emitted whenever he opened his mouth, so he covered his mouth when he spoke, "Grandma, what is in

Mary with red-rimmed eyes

what ingredients they used in that

taken aback by the couple's curious and indignant glances. They exchanged slightly guilty glances when they saw that the

tugged at Rose's sleeve and silently inquired if she should

eyes darted around anxiously, and she refused

How? If I tell them the truth, Toby will definitely

of this. She mumbled weakly, "Gosh! Why does my head hurt? It must be because I stayed in the pavilion for too long. The wind is quite cold

at Mary and extended

"Are you okay? Oh dear, you look so pale. I'll help you to

Rose to walk

sat there and quietly watched the

lousy

head in amusement and did not expose their lies, but Toby, who was determined to know what he was forced to take, was not

and his deep, clear voice resonated through

Mary instinctively stopped in their tracks as soon as

the other on the stone table. He glared at the backs of the old ladies and hissed, "Do you think you can just get away with it after playing a prank on me? Grandma, Mary, do you think I'll let you off the hook

expressions when Sonia and

their uneasiness, and both looked utterly

are you talking about? Feigning illness? I don't understand." Rose's eyes

weak, to begin