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Chapter 665

Chapter 665 Tobykins

Sonia couldn’t help but smile when she saw how happy Toby was at her return. “Yes, I’m back. See, I made good on my word and didn’t leave at all, and I came back on time.”

He hummed contentedly in response.

She pulled up a chair next to the couch and sat down. “Can you get up?”

“No,” he said, looking at her piteously as he shook his head.

She sighed, then reached out a hand. “Come on. I’ll help you up.”

He put his hand in hers, and as soon as she had a firm grasp on him, she pulled him into an upright position on the couch. “Okay, hold still, and don’t fall back again.”

“Okay,” he said, nodding like an obedient little boy.

He was behaving so well that Sonia couldn’t resist ruffling his hair affectionately. “You know, Tobykins, I didn’t think you’d be so much more fun during a hangover.”

“Tobykins?” he repeated with a raise of his brow as he eyed her inquisitively. The next moment, he grimaced and demanded unhappily, “Who is Tobykins? Are you seeing someone else?”

His voice was loud, and he looked at her like she was the biggest heartbreaker in the city. She tried to keep from sputtering as she asked, “What are you talking about? Who’s seeing someone else?”

“You!” he replied furiously, glowering at her.

She blinked, then pointed at herself. “And who am I seeing?”

Incensed, he pursed his lips, and his eyes were red as he grumbled, “Tobykins!”

“Well…” Sonia felt the corner of her lips twitch at the accusation. I’m seeing someone else by the name of Tobykins? Okay, well, as things are, I can’t say he’s wrong. She put a palm to her forehead as she looked at him incredulously and said, “I swear it’s like you’ve lost half a mind, Toby. You do realize that you’re Tobykins, don’t you?”

This seemed like news to him as he stiffened. “I’m Tobykins?”

replied with a

again, his face darkened as he argued, “You’re lying

nickname I gave you,” she answered through gritted teeth, rolling

understood that he really was Tobykins. As his anger subsided, he gazed at Sonia blearily

exchange. “Because you’re behaving like a kid right now, of course. Toby, I really want to see how you’d react after you sober up and recall every single childish

too drunk to comprehend her words, and his confusion was evident on

hand dismissively. “You know what? It’s fine. I don’t even know why I bothered telling you all this in the first place; it’s not like you

from the tray and placed it carefully in Toby’s hands. “Take care not to spill

Sonia could tell that he had a firm grasp on the bowl, and when she was sure that he wouldn’t tip

was, having gone without food for the whole morning while she was fussing over him. Hours had passed since

small mouthfuls of it, but that was when she sensed Toby staring at her without

raised brow. “Are you going to keep staring

he was about to say something, but he did

Don’t you

stubbornly mute. This only made her feel more exasperated. Kids are cute, and that’s an understatement, but heaven help me. I have no idea what they’re thinking! Sometimes,

Like right now.

taking it out of his hands as she scooped up some chowder and brought it to

told and opened his mouth, and she spooned

by this, Sonia prompted, “Could it be that you’re just trying to get me to wait on you hand and foot instead of doing these things on your own, Toby? Do

he replied with a small

a roll of her eyes, then brought yet another spoonful

first time, making it clear that he wanted her to spoon-feed him. Resigned, she sighed and fed him each mouthful. It wasn’t as if she had a choice; if she refused to feed him, he would stare at her with wide

chowder had been polished off, Sonia set the bowl aside and handed

needing any assistance. When he looked like he was about to be done, she raised a small basin for him to spit out the water,

he could wipe his mouth, but this time, he somehow became inept again and waited for her to do it for him instead, staring

look like a hapless kid right now, but your thoughts are clear enough for you to decide which chore you’d like to do on your own and which you’d prefer to have others

chowder, which happens to be a chore that he’d prefer someone else do for him, and I’m the

mouth, he knew that there was no way she could have helped him and resorted to

mouth was, once again, a chore that he

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