This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

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?”

Sonia replied with a

“You’re

nickname I gave you,” she answered

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

now, of course. Toby, I really want to see how you’d react after you sober up and recall every single childish thing you said and did today. I bet you’d

too drunk to comprehend her words,

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

she took up a bowl of chowder from the tray and placed it carefully in Toby’s hands. “Take care not to spill it.” My

behavior as he carefully held the bowl in his palms. Sonia could tell that he had a firm grasp on the bowl, and when she was sure that he wouldn’t tip the bowl on one side and spill the chowder, she loosened up and took her

morning while she was fussing over him. Hours had passed since then, and now she felt so hollow she might just shrink into

her chowder with her spoon, she began to take small mouthfuls of it, but that was when she sensed Toby staring at her without once

“Are you going to keep staring at me like that, or

was about to say something, but he did not utter

is it? Don’t you know how to feed

at her and stayed 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, one would find oneself rendered helpless by children and

Like right now.

own bowl and reached for his instead, taking it out of his hands as she scooped up some chowder and brought

he was told and opened his mouth, and she spooned the

to get me to wait on you hand and foot instead of doing these things on your own, Toby?

replied with a

arguing with me,” she said with a roll of her eyes, then brought yet another

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 puppy eyes, which was her weakness. More importantly, he was her man, and she couldn’t bear to

aside and handed him a glass of

glass of water and proceeded to rinse his mouth without needing any assistance. When he looked like he was about to be

so he could wipe his mouth, but this time, he somehow became inept again and waited for her to do

out. You may look like a hapless kid right now, but your thoughts are clear

which happens to be a chore that he’d prefer someone

no way she could have helped him and resorted to doing

once again, a chore that he could elect

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