Chapter 254
Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!
Chapter 254
With that in mind, Toby fished out his phone and called Soniaâs number only to hear a cold automated
voice answer in her stead, monotonously informing him that her phone had been switched off.
Tom heard it as well and cleared his throat. âWell, that shouldnât stop you, President Fuller. Why donât
you look for her and explain things to her in person?â
Tobyâs eyes glimmered at this, and for a brief second, he almost took Tomâs advice.
But the next moment, he shook his head and said, âNo. I want to go over to the Gray Residence and
personally expose Tina for putting on an act all these years.â
âYes, sir. Iâll bring the car around immediately,â Tom said with renewed fervor as he adjusted his glasses
and left to get the car ready.
Meanwhile, Toby clicked into his phone gallery and found the two pictures of Sonia that the boutique
assistant had taken previously. His eyes were dark with a gentle longing as he muttered to himself, âSix
years we were married. Why didnât you ever tell me that you were my pen pal?â
If she had only given him some kind of clue that would make him realize she was Maple, then he never
would have treated her the way he had!
He was pulled from his thoughts when his phone vibrated with a new message.
He glanced at his screen and saw that Tom had sent him a text, which read, âPresident Fuller, Iâve
brought the car around for you. Iâll be waiting at the main entrance of the company.â
Toby locked his phone without replying and shoved it into his pocket, then marched out of the office.
On the way to the Gray Residence, the sky seemed to break with a sudden torrential downpour, which
was swiftly followed by fog that blurred the road ahead.
Tom was carefully maneuvering the car as he mumbled, âPresident Fuller, have you noticed how odd the
weather has been for the past few days? The forecast said that it would be sunny, but the rain has
proved relentless nowadays, not to mention the thunderstorm last night. Apparently, floods and
earthquakes have been happening in certain regions as well.â
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âI donât see whatâs odd about that. Those things happen every year,â Toby remarked plainly as he stared
at Soniaâs photo, his thumb caressing her face over the phone screen.
Tom chuckled dryly. âI was only making an observation, but youâre right to say that there isnât anything
odd about it at all.â
Hearing this, Toby ignored him, and he was about to drown in his own thoughts when he saw a figure
standing on the road ahead.
The figure was dressed entirely in white, and he was holding up a black umbrella as he stood in the
middle of the road, making no effort to dodge Tobyâs car whatsoever.
Tom saw this, too, and though he honked several times to signal the person to move away, it was to no
avail.
âWhatâs wrong with him?â Tom frowned and grumbled sullenly, âDoes he have a death wish or
something? Why the hell is he standing in the middle of the road instead of dodging oncoming
cars?â
âStop the car!â Toby barked in a low voice. Judging from the way he refuses to budge, chances are heâs
waiting for us.
The car screeched to an abrupt halt. Tom and Toby leaned forward due to the inertia, thereafter falling
backward into their seats once more.
Tom turned to glance at Toby and asked hastily, âAre you alright, President Fuller?â
âIâm perfectly fine!â Toby glowered at the unmoving figure ahead and snapped irritably. Then, pinching
the space between his brows, he ordered imperiously, âUnlock the door.â
Incredulous, Tom demanded with wide eyes, âAre you getting out of the car?â
Presently, they were on one of the quieter streets of Eastbourne. There were hardly any cars that passed
by the area, and as of now, the entire stretch of road was completely empty save for their car and the
mysterious figure ahead.
Where the hell did that person come from? More to the point, why is he blocking our way? Thereâs no
telling if heâs good or bad, so itâs too dangerous for President Fuller to get out of the car now! With that in
mind, Tom turned to cast Toby a concerned look before advising solemnly, âPresident Fuller, I donât think
you should be getting out of the car. We donât even know the guy. What if he turns out to be some wicked
psychopath or something?â
âGrab the pistol and wait for me in the car. You can fire shots the moment something goes awry,â
Toby instructed ominously with narrowed eyes. He was going to get down from this car no matter what.
Iâm going to see for myself what this man is up to!
Tom knew that there was no dissuading Toby when he had already made up his mind. Sighing, he
opened up the storage compartment in the car and carefully drew out a pistol, then assembled its parts
while nodding as he said, âRoger that, sir. Iâll keep an eye on him.â
Toby hummed curtly in response and opened the car door, then took out an umbrella from the side
before walking toward the middle of the road. He stopped in front of the man, who slowly lifted the edge
of the black umbrella to reveal an extraordinarily handsome face.
However, the impact of beholding such a beautifully-chiseled face was lost on Toby, who remained
expressionless. As far as he was concerned, the man before him did not boast incredible good looks,
and he demanded icily, âWho are you, and what the hell do you want?â
âYou should go back the way you came,â the mysterious man said with an equally cold and distant voice.
Toby narrowed his eyes suspiciously. âWhat are you talking about?â
The man sighed like he was already growing tired of their exchange. âDo you really have to go and
expose Tina for pretending to be Maple? Canât you just keep going on like this? Itâs not too bad, right?â
Upon hearing this, Toby widened his eyes and clenched his fists, turning more hostile by the second.
âHow do you know what Iâm about to do?â
The man sighed again. âJust turn the car around and pretend you never found out about Tinaâs lies.â
âWhy the hell should I?â Toby was boiling with rage, and the fire in his eyes leaped wildly as he went on
to say, âShe lied to me for six whole years, and now you want me to just play along with her deception?
Youâre so protective of her. Could you be the one behind that mysterious force that has been
manipulating me all this while?â
âIâm not trying to protect her; Iâm just keeping a promise to someone really important to me.
That person is irrevocably in love with Tina, which leaves me no choice but to manipulate your thoughts,â
the man explained with a somewhat tired shake of his head.
âSo it is you!â Toby had only been guessing, but now that the truth had revealed itself, he was seized with
insurmountable rage. He carelessly threw the umbrella aside and reached out to grab the man by his
shirt collar.
Meanwhile, the moment Tom saw how things had escalated, he understood immediately that the man in
white was no friendly entity.
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He quickly poked his head out of the open car door and aimed the gun at the manâs head, ready to fire a
deadly shot as soon as the man made to hurt Toby.
Outside, Toby no longer looked like his usual put-together self after the rain soaked him to the bone.
However, he couldnât care less about his appearance and merely stared at the man with red rimmed
eyes as he hissed insidiously, âYouâve been controlling my every thought because of this special person
of yours.â He spat out a bitter, humorless chuckle. âHow dare you? How dare you smi manipulate me to
achieve your own purposes? You took away my rights to pour my heart out to my one true love and let
me become Tinaâs puppet! I didnât get to have a say over my own thoughts and feelings!â
The man paid no mind to the hand that was grabbing his shirt collar, and he appeared unfazed by Tobyâs
harsh gesture and pointed accusation. He looked as cold as he had been earlier-almost robotic.
âI did it because Tina loves you, and the person most important to me is in love with her. He wants her to
be happy,â the man explained monotonously.
Toby scoffed. âAnd just because of that, you decided to help him out?â
The man nodded once in affirmation. âThatâs right.â
The next second, Tobyâs fist hurled forward in a brutal attack as he shouted angrily, âSo all because
someone important to you is in love with Tina, you decided to manipulate me-a person that has
absolutely nothing to do with you-into loving Tina? What kind of bullsh*t reason is that?â
The man frowned slightly and stepped to the side, easily dodging the oncoming punch. Judging from the
way he avoided Tobyâs punches without losing his breath, it wasnât hard to tell that he dabbled
extensively in martial arts.
âI admit that what we did was wrong, but everyone has their dark sides, and I donât mind caving into mine
by manipulating and sacrificing everyone if it could make him happy.â The manâs pale gray orbs were
fixed on Toby as he added steadily, âBesides, whatâs so bad about loving Tina? Love is but a chemical
reaction, after all. Who you love doesnât matter at all.â
âIt doesnât matter?â Toby was disgusted by this, and his lips curled into a spiteful smirk as he countered,
âSo, do you think itâs a chemical reaction that you care so deeply about that special person of yours? If
thatâs the case, he shouldnât matter to you at all, am I right?â
The question stumped the man, whose eyes widened in surprise.
Toby, on the other hand, had no interest in what the man might be thinking as he ordered in a thunderous
voice, âI want you to stop controlling me right now!â