This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 287

Chapter 287

Sonia’s frown grew deeper.

What was with his tone-like a husband interrogating his wife?

Did he not know who he was?

“What does it have to do with you where Zane and I went? Why does it matter to you? What a joke!” Sonia curled her lips and turned to leave.

At once, Toby took her arm and said, “I’m just worried about you-since it’s so late,”

“I don’t need you to worry about me!” Sonia pulled her arm out of his grasp and looked at him coldly. “You didn’t worry about me in the past, so there’s no need for you to do it now. Alright, President Fuller. It’s late already. Please go home-I’m heading back too.”

She left it at that and ignored him. Then, she turned around and entered the building.

Toby did not hold her back this time but simply watched her disappear into the building quietly.

Back at the apartment, Sonia took off her

shoes and threw aside her bag before walking barefooted to the bathroom.

After the shower, she went into her bedroom to rest.

She was supposed to go to bed at 10.00PM but was called out by Zane. Now, she was so sleepy that she could no longer keep her eyes open.

Sonia yawned and walked to her windows, preparing to close the curtains.

As she glanced down, she spotted the roadside under the building, where Toby’s ‘humble’ car was still parked.

In other words, Toby had not left yet.

Is he trying to play a romantic now?

Sonia chuckled, then closed the curtains without hesitation in the next second, and lay down on the bed.

Downstairs, Toby was sitting in the driver’s seat, looking up at Sonia’s floor of the building.

Seeing that the lights on that floor were dimmed, he knew that she had fallen

 

asleep

All of a sudden, Toby’s phone rang.

He picked it up and took a look at the caller ID-it was Tom who called.

“What’s the matter?” Toby turned on the loudspeaker and plopped the phone on the co-driver’s seat. He then found a box of cigarettes and a lighter from the glove compartment.

news from the hospital saying

too much; he

pushed his glasses and said, “In addition, there is one more thing: Rina

paused in the middle of flicking the ash off of his cigarette, and his eyes narrowed. “Rina

“Yes.” Tom nodded.

 

frowned. “It’s

her. Rina brought the custom-made necklace to Titus and his wife; they’re currently conducting a paternity test with Rina, and she has not left-so it is very likely that she is indeed

Toby’s expression became solemn.

That custom–made necklace...

Since when did it

it be a fake?

would‘ve been able to recognize it. After all, it was

was custom–made. There is only one in the world, and there are no photos on

day

 

daughter’s necklace was very similar to the mother’s necklace, there were some differences, so it was impossible for the outside world to

explanation was that this so called ‘Rina’ may have something to do with

‘Rina‘ and

why would Sonia do

his eyes and glanced at the dark

President Fuller?” Tom didn’t hear Toby’s response for a long time, so he couldn’t

to his senses. “Check the identity of that ‘Rina’, especially whether

worried that

had any other identity, it

 

link Rina and

Toby put his hand out of the car window, flicked the ashes off his cigarette again, and continued to stare at Sonia’s

what he did for the rest of

packed up and was about to go

as she opened the door, she

suit from last night; coupled with the fatigue on his face

in your car all night?” Sonia asked

of light flashed through Toby’s eyes. “Are

guess correctly that he had been in the car all night

 

lips. “You’re thinking too much. I am

dimmed for a moment,

that she still paid at least a little

to make

would refuse like last time, he quickly added, “Don’t worry. It’s not like the ones | got last time. I lined up to buy them at a nearby

up to buy it yourself?” Sonia looked at

Toby nodded slightly. “Yup.”

Sonia clicked her tongue.

and she’d had it before, but it wasn’t often because those elderlies would

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