Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 891

Chapter 891 Nervous Meeting

He really knows how to flirt.

“No, it’s not.” Toby had no idea Sonia was overthinking, though her reddened face did arouse him, but he held down the urge to bite her.

Sonia kept glaring at him. “Why not? I’m going to be thirty in three years. Don’t you think it’s icky calling me that?” If she was a teenager or a lady in her twenties, she would have accepted that easily. Of course, she was still happy hearing that, and it was sweet, but it still felt awkward for her.

Toby chuckled. “Don’t think too much about it, and don’t make yourself sound like an old woman. If you’re old, then I’m ancient. Just toss it out the window.

I call you baby because I want to. No matter how old you are, you’re still my baby, even if your hair is all white.” He held her in his embrace. “Age has nothing to do with it. It depends on how much someone cares for you. I love and care for you, so you’ll always be my baby.”

That made Sonia even redder, and her heart started to race. She would be lying if she said she was not delighted to hear that. Every woman would love to be someone’s baby, and she felt delighted to be his. She hugged him back and closed her eyes. “You’re such a flirt.” She smiled. “At this rate, I’m going to lose myself in your love.”

“And I’ll be more than happy to hold your hand.” He brushed his hand down her hair. “I’ll make sure you never lose your way.”

“I’m holding you to that.” She looked at him.

Toby nodded. “Of course.”

Sonia said nothing, but she held him tightly.

Toby brushed her hair and kissed the top of her head. “Why did Mrs. Lane call us over?” He could understand if she only called Sonia, but inviting him as well was weird.

She leaned against his chest, her eyes closed. “Mrs. Lane is my mother’s best friend, and she’s really nice to me, just like how my mother was. I might call her Mrs. Lane, but she’s like my mother. Now that she knows we’re back together, she wants to see you.”

For some reason, Toby felt himself getting nervous. If Mrs. Lane sees Sonia as her daughter, does that mean I have to think of her as my mother-in-law, and that I’m meeting her parents? “Must we go?” Toby gulped and asked, sounding hoarse.

Sonia felt him tensing up. She opened her eyes and got up to look at him. “You don’t want to see them?”

“It’s not that.” Toby shook his head. A long while later, he finally said, “I’ve never actually done this before, so…”

Henry was still alive when Toby married Sonia, but he was already hypnotized back then. He believed that he was forced into the marriage because he had to repay some debt.