Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 1127

Chapter 1127

Resentment filled Toby as his back slammed against the couch. Of course, he wasn't upset with Sonia but with the person who rang the doorbell when it was already this late at night.

Sonia, on the other hand, turned a blind eye to the man's displeasure and hurriedly moved away from the couch. "Did you hear the doorbell just now?" she asked while fixing her disheveled hair and clothes.

Toby, too, was fixing his clothes at this point. Compared to her fluster, he couldn't be any more composed.

Not even an unexpected visitor could make him lose his composure.

It wasn't until he patted his sleeves and crossed his legs that he answered, "I heard it. It's just a visitor. Why are you so panicked?"

Then, as he watched the woman, who stood up to fix her pants, he smirked and continued, "Besides, this is our home. As owners, we're panicking when there's a visitor. Those oblivious might think we're doing something bad in someone else's place."

His words rendered Sonia stupefied, and she blinked dumbfoundedly.

Yeah, this is my place. Whatever Toby and I do here is justifiable, so why would I panic so badly just because there's someone at the door?! Those oblivious might actually think we've come to someone else's place to do bad things.

At that, Sonia slapped her forehead, ridiculed by her reaction. "I've reacted too dramatically, but hey, this is a reflex. After all, anyone would react like this when someone suddenly comes while they're making out. No one wants anyone else to know they're doing it, no?"

Toby chuckled in response.

"Alright, I'll go and get the door." Sonia tucked her hair behind her ear while walking toward the entryway.

"Together," said Toby as he held her hand.

He'd like to see just who the hell decided to ruin his night by coming at this time.

I swear you better have serious business or... He narrowed his malicious eyes.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, the visitor couldn't help shuddering and rubbing his arms, feeling inexplicably cold.

Just then, the door opened, and Sonia and Toby appeared.

"Good evening, President Fuller, Miss Reed," greeted the visitor as he hurriedly put his arms down and stood straight when he saw the two.

"Tom?" Sonia was pretty surprised when she learned who was behind the door.

Toby, on the other hand, frowned. "What are you doing here?"

"I—" Tom had just answered when he saw his boss' sub-zero countenance. "This better be serious, or you can pack up and head to Ibira to work tomorrow."

"What?!" Tom couldn't believe his ears, so dumbstruck that his glasses slipped to the tip of his nose.

What's going on? What the heck?! What have I done? Why am I suddenly assigned to the Ibira expedition?

Tom looking completely stupefied and questioning all existence made Sonia purse her lips and burst into a snigger.

It was her snigger, too, that allowed Tom to come to himself. At that, he looked despondently at his boss, asking, "What have I done wrong, President? Why have you suddenly assigned me to the Ibira expedition?"

"Do you even need a reason for it? Drop your complaints and just do as you're told."

"But..."

"Alright, Toby, cut it out." Sonia held Toby' arm and giggled. "Don't freak Tom out."