Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87

“Where are you heading to, President Reed?” the driver asked once Sonia got into the car. She placed her walking stick aside as she replied to him. “Bring me to City Stadium, please.”

“Okay.” The driver started the car. The trip from Paradigm Co. to City Stadium was a 1-hour long car drive. The

stadium was known for being one of the most congested areas in Seafield as it was close to the city’s airport, so

Sonia found herself caught in a jam. Time continued to tick, and the clock struck 4.00 p.m. while they were still

on the road.

Meanwhile, Tyler was dressed in a black jersey with the number ‘8’ printed on it. He was warming up on the court

while glancing at the audience seats. A disappointed look formed on his rather pale face when he saw that the two spaces that he had pre-booked were empty. What’s up with them? Why did neither of them come?!

“Hey, Fuller, what’s up?” One of Tyler’s team members came over and tapped him on the shoulder. Tyler shook his head. “Nothing,” he muttered in a rather dispirited tone.

“Well, you should rush over if nothing’s up. The coach is asking us to gather.” The teammate pulled his hand back

and strode toward the rest area that was prepared for the players. After taking a final glance at the audience

seats, Tyler turned and went after his teammate.

Beep! The players officially got into their rows after the whistle blew, and the match began after each party

shook their opponents’ hands. Tyler was the small forward and also the star player of the team. Once the person

in the center passed the ball to Tyler, Tyler would begin to travel with the ball. His actions were swift, and it only

took him a single dodge to avoid the opponents’ attacks. Without much effort, he brought the ball past the free throw line and tossed it into the ring. He scored! The audience cheered for them, and Tyler gave his teammates celebratory high-fives. “You’re amazing, Fuller. It’s only the start of the game, and you’ve already shown them

who’s king,” one of the teammates said.

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“That’s right. If we go on like this, we’re definitely going to win” someone added.

“Let’s go, Fuller!” His teammates cheered him on and tapped him on the shoulder. Tyler nodded while throwing a

glance at the same spots in the audience seats. The two spots he had saved were still empty. At that moment,

he could feel tears forming in his eyes as he felt sorry for himself. He put in so much effort to get two tickets for the best spots in the stadium, in hopes that they would come and watch him during the competition. Yet, neither

one of them showed up to support him! He had been looking forward to seeing them!

Tyler raised his arm to rub his eyes before returning to his spot with his head hung low. He was waiting to get the ball. Soon enough, his members sent the ball into his hands, and he dribbled it while preparing to score. The other team already knew that he was a formidable opponent, so three players stepped forward to play defense while he attacked; they wanted to stop him from scoring. Tyler’s heart sank when he realized that three players were surrounding him, for he had understood that he was their main target. The game was going to be a hard

one for him!

Sonia finally arrived at the stadium at 4.30 p.m. “I’ll wait for you in the car, President Reed” the driver said after

he helped Sonia out of the car.

“Okay.” Sonia nodded before she hobbled toward the entrance of the stadium with her walking stick as support.

She heard a series of sighs coming from the crowd the moment she walked into the stadium. When she looked over at the audience’s faces and saw the looks of disappointment on them, she couldn’t help but wonder what had happened during the match. She soon found her answer when she shifted her gaze to the scoreboard-the

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scores were at 20-40, with Team Kosovo leading by 20 points ahead of their national basketball team. I can’t

believe our team is a full 20 points behind the opponents! We’re playing from our home court, and most of the audience are people from our country, so they must feel disappointed to see their national team losing to Team

Kosovo by so many points.

“Excuse me. Excuse me!” Sonia got the crowd to give her space so that she could make her way to her seat. By

the time she finally arrived at her spot, she caught sight of someone walking toward her. She froze when she

exchanged glances with the other person-it was Toby!

“Are you talking to me?” Sonia frowned.

“Who else would I be talking to?” Toby’s handsome face darkened as he spoke. We are the only two people we know in the crowd. Who else does she think I’m talking to? Could I be talking to myself?

“Exactly! We‘re only in the second period, and we’re already losing by so much. Team Kosovo is probably going to beat us by triple the number of points by the end of the game, huh?” someone added.