This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr novel Chapter 86

Toby was looking at some charts on his tablet when he heard Jean’s words, which made him frown a little. Tina had been glad to see Jean’s attempts to bring Toby and her closer to each other, but her heart sank the moment she saw Toby’s frown. “Do you not like the idea of me sharing a room with you, Toby?” Tina asked before she bit her lip.

He was just about to part his lips to speak when Jean gave him a light hit on the lap. “Why would Toby not like that idea? Alright, it’s all set!”

“Mom!” Toby’s frown deepened. “This isn’t good for Tina. We’re not married to each other yet.” Tina’s face turned pale upon hearing his words. He’s still rejecting Madam White even after Madam White comes to a fixed decision. Has Toby ever considered how I feel in this situation?!

Meanwhile, Tyler, who had been calmly munching on an apple the whole time, felt oddly pleased when he saw the color draining out of Tina’s face. “Why does it matter if you’re married? You guys are engaged, and you guys are going to stay in the same room eventually. You’d just be doing it a little earlier now,” Jean muttered in a relaxed tone.

Toby turned to look at the woman beside him, who hung her head low. “That would be disrespectful toward Tina,” he uttered.

“What has that got to do with disrespect? Tina is—”

Before Jean could finish her sentence, Tina spoke up. “It’s fine, Madam White,” she said while forcing a smile and shaking her head. “We can forget it since Toby doesn’t want to do it. There are tons of other rooms in the Fuller Residence. I can just stay in another one of them.”

“But…” Jean was still rather dissatisfied; she wanted to continue talking about it.

Then, Tyler threw the core of his apple away before he dusted his hands. “You should just forget it since that’s what Tina wants, Mom. Toby needs to help me with my homework tonight. He wouldn’t have time for Tina anyway.”

Toby shot his brother a glance, and his eyes glinted for a brief moment.

“Homework?” The puzzlement in Jean’s eyes couldn’t be concealed. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe in her own son; it was just that Tyler had never enjoyed studying in the past. It was therefore near-impossible for Tyler to want to work on his homework.

“What does that look in your eyes mean, Mom? What’s wrong with me wanting to work on my studies?” Tyler jumped up to his feet like a cat that just had its tail stepped on.

Jean pouted a little. “Didn’t you say that you’re going to choose basketball over university? What’s the purpose of studying now then?”

“That’s different. I’ll still have to study for my cultural classes even if I don’t go to university. The basketball team will ban me from my competitions if my cultural subject’s marks are too low. Come on, Toby.” Tyler dragged Toby upstairs right after that. As Tina watched the brothers heading up the stairs, both of her hands were curled into tight fists.

Toby spoke after he shut the door behind them in the room. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”

In response, Tyler chuckled. “I did it for you. I only did it because you looked like you didn’t want to stay in the same room as her.” There was another reason Tyler did such a thing—he wanted to get revenge for what Tina had done to him at the dining table. “Why don’t you want to stay with Tina, Toby?” With his gaze upon his brother, Tyler posed the question that had been on his mind.

Toby was stunned by the question, and he couldn’t find the right answer to it. He didn’t know why, but he could tell that he felt resistant to the idea; he and Tina had slept on different beds even while they were on holiday. “Alright. Stop asking so many questions. Pull your books out, and I’ll help you out.” Toby was trying to change the subject.

Tyler widened his eyes. “No way, Toby. That was just an excuse. Are you really going to help me with my homework?”

“Hurry!” Toby snapped in an unyielding tone as he shot his brother a cold glare. Tyler wore a dejected look as he speechlessly went over to grab his textbooks.

The next day, Sonia had just arrived at the company when Daphne stepped forward with an envelope addressed to Sonia. “Who sent this?” Sonia took it over and checked it, but there was no sender’s information on it.