This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr novel Chapter 1198

Chapter 1198 The Teacher and the Student

Then, Toby saw her serious face as she spoke. It was then that he knew that if he did not follow what she said, she would do whatever she said because this was Sonia’s personality at its core.

Despite their current relationship, she was still unwilling to take advantage of him. “Gosh. What should I do with you?” As he shook his head resignedly, he pulled her office chair over to him and sat down. “Is this better?”

Nodding in satisfaction, Sonia said, “Yes.” After she said that, she pulled the less comfortable chair closer and sat down as well. “Toby, don’t just think that I’m being stubborn and refusing to accept your kindness. I know you want to do more things for me and want me to sit more comfortably.

I’m grateful and I accept your kind gesture, but such actions will only make me greedy. In the end, I might even take your kindness for granted and gradually forget that I should repay your kindness and do something for you too. Then, I’ll become someone who only knows how to enjoy your efforts without reciprocating.

A person like that is selfish, and someday when you mistreat me or neglect me for the slightest bit, I won’t be able to accept that and might even throw a fit. So, Toby…”

She looked up at him. “You will only pamper me too much by doing so. I think you don’t want me to become a completely different person from how I am now, right? Because that wouldn’t be me anymore.”

While gazing into her eyes for a while, Toby sighed and relaxed. “I understand. I’ll think more carefully about the consequences when considering doing something for you in the future and make a more well-rounded decision. You’re right. Overindulging someone will change them and turn them into someone they weren’t in the beginning. It’s my fault for not thinking of this.”

“Very good. Alright, let’s start our tutoring session. The earlier we finish this pile, the earlier we can go home. Then, I can make you some soup.” Sonia then brought the stack of documents over and set them in front of Toby.

Meanwhile, the man felt his eyelids twitching. “Soup?”

At that moment, the scene of him drinking soup at the old manor that afternoon reappeared in his mind and his face was full of reluctance.

“Please don’t. I’ve had enough soup for a while.” He then picked up the topmost file while expressing with a tense voice.

Even his face showed a terrified expression.

Clearly, that particular soup was so terrifying to him that it made him fear out of instinct.

It was the first time Sonia saw fear in the man before her.

In her memory, Toby was an omnipotent person; there was nothing that could scare him. It was as if he were born without such emotions and they would never appear on his face. So, she was intrigued when an emotion that should not have been on his face suddenly appeared. Of course, she also knew why he would give such an expression.

That soup appeared to have given him some sort of ‘trauma’. Thinking of that, Sonia could not help but laugh. However, that soup also gave her the same feeling as well—fear.

Yet, in comparison to Toby who drank the soup, her fear was nothing. As she thought about it, she felt more defeated than terrified.

“Don’t worry. It’s not the strange soup Grandma and Madam Mary made. It’s just a plain bone broth that Mrs. Lane specially prepared and asked me to make for you. She said it’s beneficial to your arm because it hasn’t fully recovered yet. Although it looks like everything’s good, you still can’t carry heavy things or make large movements. Since she’s aware of your condition, she went back to her parent’s house and specifically sought out the largest beef bone she could find.”

When Charles brought it to her yesterday, she did not know exactly what Grace had made for Toby or why Grace had her make it for him either.

It was not until Charles left and she was separating the gifts for Grandma that she discovered it was beef short ribs.

“Are you referring to Charles’ mother?” Toby was shocked.

Nodding, she replied, “Yes. Which other Mrs. Lane do you know besides her?”

“She went to the old manor yesterday. I know she prepared a lot of local specialties and you gave some to Grandma, but I didn’t hear about her preparing anything for me,” replied Toby.

Sonia laughed. “I forgot to tell you, but maybe because I thought I wouldn’t be bringing it back to the old manor, so I didn’t think to mention it.”

Hearing that, Toby poked her forehead as if saying, How can you forget such a thing?