"Although you've managed to irritate her, you'll need to be careful from now on," the man stated sternly.
Looking up, Sonia looked at Toby. "You mean…"
"Her call wasn't just to mock you. It's also a declaration of war." Toby peered through his eyes.
Pursing her lips, Sonia repeated, "Declaration of war?"
The man nodded. "Since she was mocking you as soon as she got out, she was stating that she wasn't going to move on from what happened to her. She will seek revenge."
This made Sonia snort. "She still has the cheek to want to seek revenge from me? Each time, it was always her that picked a fight with me. Even though it was always her fault, she had never reflected on herself and thought that I shouldn't have retaliated and treated her like that. Revenge against me? How utterly foolish."
Toby only patted her shoulders. "Don't drop your guard. She isn't hard to deal with, but Connor, who is backing her, is."
"I know. Don't worry, I'll be extra careful." Sonia showed a comforting smile to Toby, hinting that he should not be too worried.
Yet, how could he not be? He just did not express it then.
Although in his mind, he had already decided to land Anya back into jail again.
With Connor down one person on his team, we'll have one less enemy to worry about. In the future, it'll be much easier to deal with him.
This was his first time actively dealing with a woman.
As a man, he had been taught not to hit a woman nor scheme against them, but this time, he would make an exception.
For Sonia's safety and to better deal with Connor, he did not want to adhere to his strict principles. After all, such morals would only be weighing him down in this situation. The second reason was that he thought such a woman like Anya was not deserving of his respect and principles.
Toby hugged Sonia gently and secretly wore a cold gaze. Naturally, Sonia could not feel this, since the coldness was not directed at her. All she could feel was the warmth that the man was providing her.
Snuggling in his embrace, she was listening to his heartbeat, making her extremely calm.
It was then the electric stove beeped three times after which it stopped completely.
Sonia quickly withdrew herself from his embrace. "The time's up. The soup should be ready now. I'll go prepare two dishes for dinner."
She was about to stand up when her shoulders were pressed down by Toby.
The man rose to his feet under her confused gaze. "What's wrong?"
"You just sit down and dry your hair. I'll go make the dishes." Toby then caressed her somewhat wet hair before walking to the kitchen.
Sonia smiled while touching the spot where he touched and went to fetch the hair dryer.
When she finished drying her hair, Toby had already prepared dinner.
Walking up to the dining table, Sonia leaned over and took a sniff before giving the man a thumbs up. "Not bad, Toby. Your cooking is improving."
"If one practices, they would definitely get better at it. Eat up." Toby then gave her a pair of cutlery.
Sitting down, she saw the man was about to eat when she thought of something and stopped him. "Wait."
The man's action came to a pause and he looked at her. "Yes?"
"Don't eat first. Try the soup." She then took a bowl and started filling it with soup.
Seeing how happily she was filling the bowl with soup made Toby's lips twitch.
Seems like I'll have to drink the soup.
Putting the bowl down from his hands, he placed his hand on his forehead and smiled.
Nevermind. Since I can't avoid it, I'll just face it then.
Since he could also accept the weird concoctions that his grandma always made for him, this was also a sign of goodwill from Grace.
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