Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 835

Chapter 835 Meetup

As expected, Daphne was more relaxed after she heard Sonia claiming that Sonia wanted to meet for work-related matters. Daphne massaged her rather tense cheeks before she responded with a text. ‘Sure, President Reed. Let me know where to meet. I can meet you anytime.’ Daphne was still on holiday, so she had all the time in the world.

Sonia glanced at the watch on her wrist. ‘Let’s meet at 10.00AM at the milk tea shop right below the office.’

‘Okay.’ Daphne texted. After that, Sonia lowered her phone and continued eating. Her breakfast had turned cold since she had been talking on the phone and texting for a while. After eating a few more mouthfuls of it, she lowered her cutleries and decided not to have any more. She cleaned the table before picking her bag up and heading out.

As Sonia sat on her desk at the office, she found herself distracted by thoughts of Daphne’s pregnancy. She couldn’t focus on the work she was doing. She only managed to deal with two to three documents after an entire hour—she was much less efficient than she usually was.

Sonia only felt a little calmer after Toby replied to her text. Toby was busy, so they didn’t talk for long. However, he tried his best to find the time to reply to her texts every now and then. After they texted for a while, Toby continued to focus on his work. It was about 10.00AM then, so Sonia headed downstairs after she was done texting Toby. She went to the milk tea shop right beside her office.

Daphne was extremely punctual—she was already in the store when Sonia arrived. Sonia entered the store to find Daphne waving at her, and Sonia smiled and waved back before walking over. Daphne stood up and pulled the chair out for Sonia to sit in. “Please take a seat, President Reed.”

“Thank you.” Sonia beamed as she sat down. Daphne only returned to her seat and sat down after Sonia did. “What would you like to drink, President Reed?” Daphne gazed at Sonia while handing her a menu. After going through the menu for a while, Sonia ordered an original-flavored milk tea. Without asking for Daphne’s order, Sonia simply returned the menu to the waiter. “Give her some warm milk,” Sonia told the waiter.

The waiter was just about to respond when Daphne frowned. “I don’t want to drink milk, President Reed. I don’t like its smell,” she uttered.

“No.” Sonia gazed at her sternly. “You’re pregnant, so it’s best for you to drink milk.”

Clang! Daphne’s glass fell from her hand, making a loud noise as it landed on the table. Water spilled out of the glass onto the table in front of her. Fortunately, the glass didn’t roll off the table, or it would have shattered.

However, Daphne didn’t care about the glass at all. Her pupils were shrunken, and her face was pale as she gazed at Sonia. Her lips twitched for a moment before she spoke in a trembling voice. “P-President Reed, how—”

“How did I find out?” Sonia interrupted. She was calm in the face of Daphne’s shock. Daphne could only open and close her mouth without saying much. It was clear that her silence was an agreement to Sonia’s words. Sonia pressed her palms together. “Calm down. For now, let’s clean up the mess in front of you.” Sonia called for the waiter beside her. “Excuse me! Sorry, can we get some help?”

The waiter smiled. “Sure. It’s no problem at all.” He quickly gathered some cloth and cleaning tools before he came over to Daphne’s side of the table and cleaned up the mess. Only then did Daphne realize that she had spilled a glass of water while she was panicking. She felt rather guilty. “I’m sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose,” she uttered.

“Don’t worry about it, Miss. This is no big deal. We can clean it up. What matters is that you aren’t hurt,” the waiter said with a smile. His actions were swift and smooth, and he cleaned the table up in an instant. After the waiter left, it was just Sonia and Daphne at the table.