Standing beside the car, Sonia talked on the phone in the cold wind. She felt a little dizzy, and her feet swayed.
Toby’s gaze darkened, then he calmly took the phone from Sonia’s hand and hung up before picking her up and walking to the other side of the car.
Being lifted into the air all of a sudden, Sonia was shocked, and the umbrella nearly flew out of her hand. She panicked and grabbed the man’s shirt with one hand as her face grew slightly cold.
“Toby, let me down!”
Ignoring her, Toby opened the passenger door and stuffed her into the car.
“President Fuller, are you done creating trouble?” Watching as the man tugged on her seatbelt, Sonia snapped coldly, “I can find a driver. You don’t need to care about me!”
During their six years of marriage, Toby never cared about her. The two had only had a handful of conversations. But, after their divorce, she and Toby had met several times in just a few days.
When did Seafield become so small?
Toby noticed the discomfort and stubbornness on her face, and annoyance filled his heart. “The weather is so bad. Even if you order for a substitute driver, no one will take your order.”
“It’s my business whether I get one or not.”
“Sonia.” Toby leaned closer to her. His cold breath enveloped her, and his eyes were cold
and sullen. “Do you have to be so stubborn?”
There wasn’t much space in the car, so Sonia had nowhere to hide when he approached her.
Her face grew chilly. She was about to speak, but she accidentally glanced behind the man’s back and found that he couldn’t hold the umbrella when he carried her into the car. It was raining heavily outside, so most of his back was wet.
Sonia’s heart gave a fierce shudder, and the words she was about to say died in her mouth as she quickly looked away.
Toby cast her a glance before continuing to pull the seat belt across her. However, because he was too close, his fingers accidentally rubbed against her heaving chest.
Both of them froze.
Sonia was the first to react. She pulled the seat belt from his hand and inserted it into the buckle.
Toby’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. I know you didn’t mean to do it, President Fuller.” Sonia thought about what Chester said when they were playing cards just now, and she couldn’t help but taunt him.
“President Fuller, you’re a rare ‘saint’ that’s only seen once every thousand years!”
Met with the woman’s cold remarks, Toby frowned, but he quickly got into the driver’s seat and started the engine.
Toby asked, “Where do you live?”
“Bayside Residence,” Sonia answered stonily, then looked out the window and rested her chin on her hands.
Neither of them spoke again. Silence filled the car; the only sound was the slight swiping of the wipers.
Sonia had been exposed to the rain, so she was feeling very uncomfortable.
Now that the heater was blowing hot wind, the cold was replaced with heat. After a while, she grew groggy and fell asleep in the car.
They soon arrived at Bayside Residence, but Toby didn’t know which building Sonia lived in. Seeing how flushed her face was, he figured she had caught a cold, so he looked for a drugstore along the road and got down to buy a box of flu medicine.
“Sonia.” Toby patted the woman on the cheek. “Have some flu medicine.”
After calling her several times, Sonia still didn’t respond, but she coughed a few times. Hence, he took the medicine, then pinched her jaw and forced the medicine into her mouth.
Sonia’s lips were a bit cold, but very soft. It felt a little seductive, which made it difficult for Toby to control himself as he plunged deeper in.
All of a sudden, the phone on the car’s armrest vibrated.
Toby returned to his senses. His eyes scanned over Sonia’s slightly swollen lips, whereupon he realized what he had just done. His eyebrows twitched, then he answered the phone.
“Toby, have you finished discussing the collaboration?” Tina’s soft voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
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