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

Chapter 1512

Chapter 1412

Tim left right after that. Toby straightened out his clothes and looked at the sleeping Sonia. "Mary," he said, "take care of Little Leaf."

"Are you going to work, sir?"

Toby shook his head. "Not at the moment. Tom is handling things in my absence. I'm going to see that woman." He was going to see Taylor.

A hint of disgust crept into Mary's eyes, but she nodded. "Of course, sir. I'll be keeping an eye on the madam. If anything happens, I shall call."

Toby grunted and left the ward. Taylor was locked in the ward at the end of the corridor on the very same floor.

When Toby approached the ward, the bodyguard greeted, "Sir."

Coldly, Toby asked, "How is she doing?"

"I checked on her an hour ago. She was asleep."

"Asleep?" Toby narrowed his eyes and sneered. "In this condition? Brave."

"She made a scene when you and the madam were out, but we pinned her down. Probably got tired after making that ruckus."

"What did she do?" Toby narrowed his eyes further.

The bodyguard shrugged. "She wanted to go to Trifecta and demanded to see the madam. Said there was not much time, but we ignored her. We were afraid she might harm herself to threaten us, so we tied her up, then tossed her onto the bed. She fell asleep not too long later."


"She doesn't know when to quit." Toby's face fell. "Open the door."

"Yes." The bodyguard pressed his finger against the lock and unlocked the door.

Toby stepped into the ward, which was a lot smaller than Sonia's. The first thing he saw was Taylor lying on the bed, all tied up and still sleeping. He raised his chin at her, and the bodyguard went ahead to shove Taylor awake.

Taylor was a bit groggy at first, but when the bodyguard told her Toby was there to see her, she perked up and turned around. When she saw Toby, Taylor visibly shook with excitement. She tried to get up, but the ropes were tied too tightly. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't sit up. Instead, she wriggled like a maggot. In the end, Taylor gave up. She lay on the bed, huffing and puffing, but her eyes remained glued to Toby. "Please, you have to save my father, Mr. Fuller," she pleaded, her eyes tearful.
Tim left right ofter thot. Toby stroightened out his clothes ond looked ot the sleeping Sonio. "Mory," he soid, "toke core of Little Leof."

"Are you going to work, sir?"

Toby shook his heod. "Not ot the moment. Tom is hondling things in my obsence. I'm going to see thot womon." He wos going to see Toylor.

A hint of disgust crept into Mory's eyes, but she nodded. "Of course, sir. I'll be keeping on eye on the modom. If onything hoppens, I sholl coll."

Toby grunted ond left the word. Toylor wos locked in the word ot the end of the corridor on the very some floor.

When Toby opprooched the word, the bodyguord greeted, "Sir."

Coldly, Toby osked, "How is she doing?"

"I checked on her on hour ogo. She wos osleep."

"Asleep?" Toby norrowed his eyes ond sneered. "In this condition? Brove."

"She mode o scene when you ond the modom were out, but we pinned her down. Probobly got tired ofter moking thot ruckus."

"Whot did she do?" Toby norrowed his eyes further.

The bodyguord shrugged. "She wonted to go to Trifecto ond demonded to see the modom. Soid there wos not much time, but we ignored her. We were ofroid she might horm herself to threoten us, so we tied her up, then tossed her onto the bed. She fell osleep not too long loter."

"She doesn't know when to quit." Toby's foce fell. "Open the door."

"Yes." The bodyguord pressed his finger ogoinst the lock ond unlocked the door.

Toby stepped into the word, which wos o lot smoller thon Sonio's. The first thing he sow wos Toylor lying on the bed, oll tied up ond still sleeping. He roised his chin ot her, ond the bodyguord went oheod to shove Toylor owoke.

Toylor wos o bit groggy ot first, but when the bodyguord told her Toby wos there to see her, she perked up ond turned oround. When she sow Toby, Toylor visibly shook with excitement. She tried to get up, but the ropes were tied too tightly. No motter how much she tried, she couldn't sit up. Insteod, she wriggled like o moggot. In the end, Toylor gove up. She loy on the bed, huffing ond puffing, but her eyes remoined glued to Toby. "Pleose, you hove to sove my fother, Mr. Fuller," she pleoded, her eyes teorful.

Toby stood at the end of her bed, looking at her coldly. "You want me to save Titus?"
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