Chapter 890
Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!
Chapter 890 Donât Call Me Baby
They were great, as expected. Sonia gave Toby a thumbs up as praise.
Toby smiled. âHave some more then.â He filled her bowl with all kinds of food, and when he was done,
the food in her bowl looked like a small mountain. Even so, Toby did not show any signs of stopping. It
was like he was having fun filling her bowl with food.
Sonia held his hand before he could continue, and she shook her head. âStop it. Are you trying to fatten
me up?â
Toby looked at her bowl and realized that he had gone a bit too far. He put his fork down sheepishly and
coughed. âSorry. Iâll stop now. Dig in.â
Sonia let his hand go and went back to dinner. Halfway through, she remembered something, and she
stopped chewing for a moment. Wait, wasnât I going to bite him as payback for exhausting me and
making me fall? Why havenât I done that yet?
Sonia looked at the food before her as she fell into her thoughts. In the end, she chalked it up to him
being too good at cheering her up. Fine. Since he made dinner for me, Iâll let it slide.
Sonia tossed her annoyance out the window and kept eating. Hey, Iâm not easily bought. Iâm just too kind
to bite someone. Yep, thatâs it. Iâm just too kind. Sonia nodded.
Toby looked at her and squinted. He extended his hand and patted her head. I wonder what sheâs
thinking about.
The head pat came all of a sudden, and Sonia shot him an angry glare. âWhat are you doing?â
Toby smiled. âNothing. Your head is just too cute, so I couldnât hold back.â
Sonia was not happy at all. In fact, she felt terrified. Her lips twitched, and she nudged her chair back to
put some distance between her and Toby. Heâs patting my head because he finds it cute? What are you
going to do next? Tear my head off because itâs cute?
Toby noticed her moving backward, and he blinked in confusion. âWhatâs wrong?â Why did she move
backward?
Sonia would not tell him that she misinterpreted what he said. She popped a piece of meat into her
mouth and shook her head. âItâs nothing. I wasnât feeling too comfortable sitting at that angle, so I
moved.â
Toby nodded, but he said nothing. He did the dishes after dinner, and Sonia did not refuse, seeing as he
was so adamant. She lay on the couch to recuperate. There was no reason not to let him do it, as he
was so eager. She stretched her arms out, but just then, her phone rang.
The vibration was making her leg numb, and she took it out from her pocket. Charles had sent her a text.
Itâs late. Why is he texting me? Did something happen?
Sonia quickly sat up and clicked into the text. The message read, âSonia, Mom asked me if youâre free
tomorrow. She wants you and Fuller over for dinner.â
Sonia smacked her forehead. I totally forgot about this. Charles did tell her that his mother knew she had
gotten back together with Toby, and she wanted her to bring Toby over for dinner. She had agreed to it
and even said she could make it in two days, but things happened, and she failed to fulfill her promise.
Mrs. Lane was understanding, however. She said Sonia could go after she was done with work, but
Sonia forgot all about it after she was done with work. She had not told Toby about it either. If it were not
for Charles, Sonia would have forgotten all about it. Tomorrow, huh?
Sonia recalled her itinerary for the next day. She did not have much to do, so she could go, but she was
not sure if Toby had the same luxury. Sonia put her phone down and turned around. She knelt on the
couch, holding the back of it with her hands. âToby!â she called out in the direction of the kitchen.
Toby was cleaning up the kitchen at the moment. He was wearing an apron, and his sleeves were rolled
up. The man was wiping the counter with a cloth, and it looked like he was used to it.
He looked just like a househusband who was used to doing chores. If Tom was here, he would probably
cry seeing his employer doing chores like a househusband. Toby, however, was used to this, and he
seemed happy doing it.
When Sonia called him, he quickly tossed the cloth away and washed his hands, then he took his apron
off before going over to Sonia. âWhat is it?â He came to the living quarters and looked at Sonia.
Sonia waved her phone. âCharles texted me. He wants to know if weâre free to go over to his place for
dinner tomorrow.â
âAt his house?â Toby frowned. He did not understand why Charles wanted them over. Thereâs no way
Charles sent that invitation. He would only invite Little Leaf, not me. Someone else must have sent the
invite. He thought about Charlesâ folks and arched his eyebrow. âDid his mother invite us?â
âHow did you know?â She looked at him, shocked. Wow, heâs smart. He can guess a lot of things just
from one clue. No wonder the company has grown so much under him. Heâs smart, so of course itâll
grow.
Toby noticed the astonishment in her eyes, and he chuckled. âEasy. Charles hates me, so he wouldnât
invite me to his place. Thereâs only him and his parents there, so only his parents would invite me for
dinner. His fatherâs a man, so he wonât ask us over for no reason. The only one who would do that is his
mother.â
âNice deduction.â Sonia gave him another thumbs up. âIf you werenât a part of the Fullers, you would
probably be a detective or police officer by now.â
Toby sat down and held the back of her head, then he kissed her forehead. âIâm flattered, baby.â
Sonia felt a chill run down her spine from being called that. She rubbed her arm, and her face was red.
She shot him an awkward but embarrassed glare. âDonât call me baby. It sounds so icky.â
She was twenty-seven, not seven, and she was not a girl who was in the early days of a relationship.
She did not need her boyfriend to call her âbabyâ. It was hard to get used to, and it sounded like she was
trying to act like a teen girl when she was almost thirty years old. Wait. Where did he learn that?
He doesnât look like the kind of guy who would say that. Despite her disbelief, Toby did say that, and he
sounded so sexy when he did it, she felt really flattered in spite of how embarrassed she was.