Madam Escaped Again Sir novel Chapter 204

See, that’s how different this hamper is from the others. He can’t even be mad now that he knows Miss Reed has sent this, Tom thought with glee.

“Sonia sent this?” Toby’s fingers tightened around his pen as a pleased look flashed in his eyes.

Tom noticed it and he quickly carried the hamper across the room to Toby. Then, Tom feigned innocence as he asked, “Do you still want this, President Fuller? I could always take it down to the finance department if you don’t.” I don’t think you’d say no, President Fuller.

“Just put it aside for now,” Toby instructed coolly, jerking his chin in some vague direction.

As expected, Tom stifled a laugh as he nodded and responded, “Yes, sir.” So, I was right when I guessed that President Fuller would keep the hamper. More to the point, he could tell how happy Toby was and he found the man’s efforts to maintain a straight face rather pointless.

Tom set the hamper down without another word. He was just about to leave when his phone rang in his pocket. As he took it out, he glanced at the screen to see that it was the receptionist calling. “I need to get this, President Fuller.”

Toby hummed distractedly in response as his gentle gaze lingered on the hamper.

Taken aback by how enamored Toby was with the gift, Tom mused, / bet hed have torn into the hamper if I wasn’t here. Nonetheless, he looked away from his boss and simply answered the phone.

Barely two minutes had passed when he drew the phone away and informed plainly, “President

Fuller, Miss Gray has arrived.”

When Toby heard this, he frowned. “What is she doing here?”

“I’m not sure, but she has probably caught the news of your injury.” Tom’s eyes fell upon the wheelchair in which Toby was sitting.

Toby massaged the space between his brows.

“Let her through.”

“Yes, sir.” Tom placed his phone to his ear once more and relayed instructions to the person on the other line.

It took only moments for Tina to come up to the presidential office and as soon as she entered the room, she urged, “Is it true that you were hurt, Toby? How did that happen?”

Toby raised his cup and took a tentative sip of coffee. “It was a minor accident, that’s all.” “Really?” She eyed his injured foot as worry was etched on her face. “What kind of an accident was it?”

He placed his cup down and answered stoically, “It’s nothing—just a sprain. Don’t worry about it.”

“Well, how can I not? I was practically scared witless when I heard about your injury. This won’t do; I need to know how badly injured you are.” With that, she lowered herself and made to check his injury as she rolled up one side of his pant leg.

However, Toby frowned at the sight of this and immediately pushed her away.

The push was so sudden that Tina did not have time to brace herself for the fall. She tipped backward and landed on her rump unceremoniously. Her eyes were wide with disbelief as she stared up at him from where she had fallen on the floor. He just pushed me!

“Toby...” Biting on her lip, she regarded him with a wounded look.

He seemed to have realized that his gesture had been uncalled for. A twinge of guilt worked its way into his heart as he pulled her up to her feet. “Sorry, Tina, I didn’t mean to push you. I just don’t like anyone touching me, that’s all.”

Standing aside and eavesdropping on the conversation, Tom silently rolled his eyes. Right, President Fuller. You don’t like anyone touching you, so why did you allow Miss Reed to lift your pant leg last night? I don’t see you pushing her away and telling her to keep her hands off you. You just don’t like it when Miss Gray touches you, that’s what this is about.

Naturally, he kept such a remark to himself. He would much rather be on the sidelines quietly watching the show unfold.

"It's fine." Tina's lips twitched into what looked like a forced smile as she added, "I should have known my boundaries. I was so anxious to see your injury that I ignored how you might feel about me doing so. Please don't hold this against me, Toby."

Toby made a subtle noise of acknowledgement. "Don't worry, it wasn't your fault anyway. Besides, it's just a sprain and I'll be back on my feet in a couple days' time. There's no need to fret."

After having said this, he shot a discreet look at Tom, who immediately understood that the show was over. With a dry cough, Tom interjected, "That's right, Miss Gray. The doctor said that

President Fuller's injury is a minor one." "Well, in that case, my mind is eased." Tina patted her chest in relief.

"I'll be going now, President Fuller," he informed politely as he adjusted his glasses.

Toby nodded. "Go on, then."

"I shall leave you and Miss Gray to your conversation." With that, Tom turned and headed out the door, leaving those two as the only ones in the office.