Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 1133

Sonia narrowed her eyes and became alerted at once. Clearly, this b*stard of a man is scheming something again!

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Toby quirked a brow seeing how alert his beloved suddenly became.

To that, Sonia snorted. "You know why I'm looking at you like this!"

"I don't!" He shook his head with bafflement, only leading her to roll her eyes at him. "Yeah, right? You know full well."

"Do I? Why don't you tell me what I should know then, hmm?" He smirked.

She pursed her lips at that. "You know full well why I'm on guard! You want more than just a verbal thanks. Isn't it obvious that you're implying you want to take advantage of me?"

Despite being caught red-handed, not only wasn't Toby the slightest bit flustered, but he even chuckled. "Then are you willing to fulfill my wish?"

Sonia had just parted her lips to retort when Toby interjected, explaining, "Relax, I won't really go as far as do anything to you when you're like this. I just want you to give me a kiss."

At that, he pointed at his face. Honestly, Sonia let her guard down after hearing his explanation.

She had indeed assumed in the beginning that the guy found his chance to do the deed with her again, so she held her guard up against him immediately for fear that he would really do what she thought he would.

After all, she really couldn't take any more of his manhandling at the moment. If anything, it was even possible that she'd die right on the bed.

Fortunately, it was proven in the end that she had let her imagination run wild, and Toby wasn't so deranged. He just wanted a kiss from her.

Compared to making love, a kiss was a complete piece of cake and a very easy wish to fulfill for her.

In any case, she honestly wasn't against giving him a kiss as compared to making love.

At that, she heaved a sigh of relief and leaned close, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Are we good now?"

"Yeah, we're good." Toby nodded contentedly while cradling her in his arms.

Sonia snorted in response and entreated, "Well, go to sleep then. You have to sleep. As healthy as you are, you're still human, and your body isn't made of steel. Your body will one day fail you if you keep treating it carelessly. So, sleep."

At that, she shut her eyes and went to sleep, becoming an example for Toby.

Joy spread across Toby' eyes as he looked at Sonia, who was all 'I'm dead asleep', and he felt loved. How could he not be when she was worried about his health?

"Okay, sleep." With that, he reached for the switch and turned the lights off, and the room became pitch black at once.

Then, Toby lay back down, pulled Sonia into his arms, and gave her a kiss on the forehead before mumbling a good night.

Sonia stiffened up in response but very quickly returned to normal, and it wasn't until Toby closed his eyes and there were no more movements after some time that she, too, mumbled a good night.

Toby opened his eyes and allowed a hint of glimmer to flash across his fathomless gaze as he tightened his hug on Sonia before closing his eyes back up.

It was past seven in the morning when the couple stirred again, and they were woken up by the doorbell.

Sonia reflexively frowned before reluctantly opening his eyes. It was evident that she hadn't had enough sleep and was somewhat grumpy about it.

Toby, on the other hand, woke up pretty briskly, with the last sliver of sleepiness gone as soon as he opened his eyes.

He lifted the covers, sat up, and was amused when he turned to find a certain someone spacing out while staring dully at the ceiling.

Even when he had closed the door behind him, he could hear Sonia's furious roar, "Toby Fuller, you son of a b*stard!"

At that, his smirk grew wider, and the smile in his eyes deepened; even the steps he took had a hint of joy to them.

On the other side of the door, Tom froze, dumbfounded with incredulity, when he found his boss answering the door with a smile.

What the heck? President Fuller is smiling! Is he smiling at me? But when had he ever been this happy to see me at the door?!

Having trouble believing what he was seeing, Tom took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes before putting them back on, focusing on Toby.

The smile was still there, and it was evident that he hadn't imagined it. To think the president was actually smiling at him!

Tom's brain had fried at this point, and he still found the moment surreal.

Hell, when had his boss ever greeted him with a good mood whenever he came over bright and early?! He could already consider himself lucky when Toby didn't answer the door grimly, let alone smile at him.

Thus, Tom didn't feel the slightest bit flattered when he saw Toby smiling at him, but that something was up. President Fuller must be colluding something!

His glasses reflected light as he put his guard up. "President, have you... have you met with some good news? You look to be in a good mood."

"I am, indeed." Toby raised his chin slightly. "I've pissed a kitten off just now."

Kitten? Tom quirked a brow. "You've gotten a cat, President?"