Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 157

Sonia was surprised to see Tom, but she was even more surprised when he told her to get into the car. She glanced toward the back seat window. It was tinted, so she couldn’t tell if there was anyone sitting in the back. “Do I have to do what you say?” She was reluctant to go along with Tom’s words. “President Fuller is the one who told you to get in,” Tom replied. “No thanks.” Sonia’s gaze darkened when she heard Toby’s name.

 

Similarly, Toby’s expression dimmed when he heard her rejection from his seat in the back of the Maybach. He immediately lowered his window to stick his stern, cold face out in the cold air. “Get in!” His voice made it clear that there was no room for negotiation. Sonia shifted her calm gaze toward him. “I just said that there’s no need for that, President Fuller. Don’t you understand my words?” What’s up with this guy?

Isn’t it normal for me to decline his offer? I’m not related to him, anyway. Who is he to get mad at me? What an odd guy. He frowned when he heard the impatience in her voice. He was tempted to get Tom to drive off since she refused to get in. But he held his temper back when he saw her rosy cheeks that were flushed from the piercing cold. “What are you doing here?” he asked in a deep voice. She could tell that he was tempted to leave, yet she didn’t know what made him stay.

She couldn’t be bothered to guess what was going on in his mind. “I’m waiting for the tow truck,” she uttered flatly. “It looks like Miss Reed’s car broke down, President Fuller,” Tom added after he took a glance at Sonia’s car. Toby raised an eyebrow. I see. That explains why she’s squatting by the side of the road. “A major accident occurred on the highway just miles away from here, and the roads haven’t been cleared.

I don’t think the tow truck will reach you anytime soon. You can get into the car now, or you can continue to wait here until the skies turn dark,” Toby uttered. There was an accident. That’s why the tow truck is taking so long, Sonia thought as she squeezed her brows together. “I’m sorry, President Fuller. I can’t leave my car here; things would get more troublesome for me if I do that.” Sonia pressed her lips together after she finished her sentence.

She knew that her license might be revoked if she was caught leaving her car on the road. Toby shot his assistant a glare after he heard what Sonia said. Tom tugged his lips into a bitter smile when he understood what Toby meant. “Hop on, Miss Reed. I’ll deal with your car.” “You?” Sonia shot Tom a side-eye. He nodded. “Yeah. I noticed that you checked your watch a couple of times in the past few minutes, Miss Reed. You must have urgent matters to handle.”

Sonia parted her lips to speak, but no words came out of her mouth. She had already phoned Rose to tell her that she would drop by for a visit before her car broke down, and Rose had been happy about it. She knew that Rose would be disappointed if she didn’t show up in the end. Tom continued to convince Sonia when he saw her contemplating their offer. “That’s why I think you should get in the car, Miss Reed. You don’t want to be late for your appointment.”

Finally, Sonia took a deep breath before she looked into Toby’s dark, bottomless pupils. “Well… Thank you, President Fuller.” Her red lips moved as she muttered her words of gratitude. Toby let out a grunt before he rolled the window up. Sonia watched as Tom got out of the car. “Hold on. I left some things in my car,” she uttered.

“Sure.” Tom nodded with a smile. Sonia headed over to her car and retrieved the gifts she had bought for Rose before handing her car keys over to Tom. After Tom took her keys, Sonia walked back to Toby’s Maybach. She went around the front of the car and opened the door to the front passenger’s seat. However, she realized that Toby had already shifted to the driver’s seat. She immediately changed her mind and shut the passenger’s door with a blank expression on her face.

Toby frowned as he watched her slamming the passenger’s door and opening the back seat door instead. Was that a look of disdain I saw on her face? Did she just refuse to sit in the passenger’s seat beside me? “Alright, President Fuller. You can start driving,” Sonia said bluntly once she placed the gift down beside her. Toby felt the urge to laugh amidst his anger. Does this woman think I’m her driver? He looked at the woman through his rear mirror.