Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 1004

Chapter 1004

Outside the door, Tom kept staring at his watch, estimating in his mind how much time had passed since Xander left.

Leaning against the wall beside him, Toby suddenly opened his eyes, asking, "How long has it been?"

Tom lowered his wrist and replied, "Three minutes."

Toby's eyes narrowed. "Kick the door open!" How could it take that assistant three full minutes just to notify his boss? Obviously, they didn't give a damn about him. Since that was the case, he didn't have to play nice with them anymore. He would just force his way in.

Tom had been waiting for Toby to say this, so he immediately replied with a smile, "Alright, President Fuller. I'll get it done right away." As soon as he finished his sentence, he stepped back and lifted his foot to kick the door.

However, the instant he kicked out his leg, the door suddenly opened with Xander emerging behind it. As he didn't manage to pull back his leg in time, Xander was immediately sent flying by the kick before landing on the steps leading to the hallway at the back.

Consequently, Xander curled himself into a ball while letting out cries of pain.

No one expected this to happen.

At this moment, Tom still had his foot raised in midair in a kicking posture. He looked at the open door, then Xander, who was clutching his stomach in pain and rolling on the floor across from him with sweat all over his face. "Uh... Will you believe me if I say I didn't mean it?" He slowly lowered his leg as his lips twitched.

When Xander heard this, he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. Struggling to open his eyes, he stared at Tom with bloodshot eyes as if to say something. However, thanks to the acute pain in his stomach, he could hardly even breathe, let alone speak. As a result, he could only curl up on the floor while clutching his stomach with both hands. Enduring the sharp pain, he glared hard at Tom, as if wanting to skin the latter alive.

Feeling somewhat guilty under his stare, Tom touched the tip of his nose. "Um, sorry, Mr. Little, but I really didn't mean it. I'd like to apologize to you, and I'm sorry for what happened. Please don't take it to heart. I'll be more careful to not hurt you again by mistake next time, really," he apologized with an earnest look, but he didn't sound apologetic at all.

Even his face showed no guilt or remorse for having injured Xander by mistake. Instead, all it showed was clear, unconcealed joy.

That was right: not only did Tom not feel sorry for what he had done, he even felt smug about it. He also didn't expect to end up sending Connor's lackey flying with a kick when all he wanted was to kick the door open. What does this mean? This means that even God can't stand the sight of Connor and his lackey, so He purposefully created the opportunity for me to hit the latter. Otherwise, why would he come to the door just when I was about to kick it open? That's the work of fate!

At the thought of this, he almost grinned from ear to ear.