Sonia patted Toby's thigh as a hint that he could stop waiting on her.
Toby set his cutlery down before getting up and saying, "I'll go wash my hands."
"Alright." Sonia nodded.
Once Toby walked away, Sonia looked at the personal assistant in front of her. "You can just leave it here. Thank you."
"Not at all, Miss Reed. Shall I head back to work now?" The personal assistant pointed toward the
door.
"Go ahead," Sonia acknowledged.
The personal assistant nodded and left.
Sonia then got up and started rearranging the table in order to accommodate the new dishes.
Just as soon as she finished, Toby came back from the washroom.
Sonia waved him over. "Come and eat."
Toby's lips curved into a smile. "Coming."
He sped up his steps and soon sat down beside
her.
Sonia stuffed a new set of cutlery into his hands. "Hurry up and eat. The food might not taste as nice as what you're used to eating, but you'll have to make do. It's not good to go on an empty stomach for too long."
"I know," Toby chuckled.
"Okay then, so let's eat." Sonia gave him a smile and resumed eating as well. She had not eaten her fill yet either.
Sonia had not been able to indulge in an entire meal of spicy food for a very long time. Who knew when she would get to eat such spicy food again? Since she had the opportunity now, then she had to eat to her heart's content.
Toby was worried that Sonia might end up with an upset stomach from eating that much spicy food, but when he saw how she continued eating with such relish even though she was gasping from the spiciness, he relented and did not say anything. In any case, he made a mental note to call her up later tonight and check if she felt any discomfort.
The meal went on for over an hour. When they were done, Sonia had her personal assistant come in to clear the table while she and Toby went to the washroom to freshen up.
Once they were in the washroom, Toby took her hands into his and added a dollop of hand wash onto her palm before he started to rinse her hands underthe tap.
Sonia turned to look at Toby, who stood behind her with a serious expression as he washed her hands for her. Something about this image felt wrong to her. Somehow, their position reminded her of a father who was washing his daughter's hands.
No, that must be her own misconception!
Sonia shook her head and chased the thought out of her mind. She did not want to dwell on it.
As for Toby, he never thought that his actions would be equated to a father helping his daughter. Toby washed Sonia's hands for her simply because he wanted to.
Plus, her hands were tiny. They were only two-thirds the size of his, and he could easily wrap his entire hand around hers. Furthermore, her hands were soft and felt like they had no bones in them, which made them feel very comfortable to hold onto.
That was why Toby could not get enough of her hands, and he kept toying with them while he washed Sonia's hands for her.
"By the way, what were you thinking about when I came in earlier?" Toby was done with the rinsing and was drying Sonia's hands with a hand towel.
Sonia sighed. "It's nothing, really. Something just happened.”
When Toby heard that something had happened, his face immediately became solemn. "What happened?"
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