Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!

Chapter 1212

Even when things had gotten to this point, Grayson still felt that he had done nothing wrong. Stubbornly, he thought

that the beating he got was not because of his actions. Rather, it was because Sonia was being petty. It was just a

few words. To think she would get so angry. She really is petty. How could such a woman be deserving of Toby?

Including Harry, the other Lores also thought the same, especially Lynette.

She did dislike this father of hers, but no matter what, he was still her father. Sonia, who instigated the beating,

made her lose face and dignity.

As such, she decided that she would punish her thoroughly.

Lynette then tightened the hold on Harry with spite growing in her eyes.

This shocked Harry again, but he did not say anything about it nor reprimand her.

In his eyes, it was good that his granddaughter was acting like this. After all, if one doesn't act a bit more cruelly,

how could they achieve greatness?

Just like me. If I didn't do something about it, how would Toby become my student?

My family would've become obsolete by now.

"Worry not. We'll deal with that woman, Sonia, but not now. We're on Toby's bad side now, so things would only get

worse if we take actions against her. This is why we must hold it in, even if we have an idea of how to dispose of

her. When we reconcile with Toby, then we can take our time in dealing with her." As Harry was saying this, he shot

a warning glance at his son, hinting at him to stay quiet for now.

Sensing his father's gaze, Grayson lowered his head and kept silent.

Harry only looked elsewhere upon seeing this. "You too, Lynette. Don't go against that woman for now. Just observe

the situation."

Yet, Harry was very gentle when he said this to her and it was a completely different attitude from earlier.

Even if Grayson tried to ignore this, he still felt sour inside.

My dear father sure is biased.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I know what to do." Lynette looked at Harry and nodded earnestly.

Harry patted her on the shoulder. "Okay, I believe in you. Let's observe the situation for now. That woman doesn't

only have us as enemies, but the Grays also have their eyes on her. Although I'm not sure why they haven't made a

move these few months on her, I believe that one day, either the Grays or the woman will suffer heavy losses when

they fight. When that happens, we can strike and thoroughly exterminate her, ensuring that she'll never get in your

way again."

After hearing Harry's words, Lynette smiled brightly. "You're right, Grandpa. Revenge is a dish best served cold."

She then looked ahead with determined eyes.

Just you wait! Toby will be mine! He can only be mine!

Sonia did not know that just mere miles away, the Lores were discussing how to deal with her.

She had just finished showering and came out from the room when the smell of soup entranced her.

Unable to hold in her desire, she put down the towel in her hand and walked toward the kitchen. Reaching the

doorway to the kitchen, she saw the man standing in front of the counter with a spoon in his hand, mixing the pot.

After mixing, he set the ladle down and put some onions into the pot.

Then, he covered it as he took the wet tissue and wiped his hands while turning around.

Yet, just as he did that, he saw the woman smiling at him. Slightly surprised, the man then returned a smile subtly.

"Have you finished bathing?"

"Yup. I was just done. I noticed that you weren't in the living room, so I knew that you were here upon smelling the

aroma. As expected, you are standing right here." Sonia smiled.

Toby came over and held her hand while walking. "Didn't you want me to keep an eye on the soup? This is why I

kept going in and out. I've just put in the onions and other ingredients you've chopped."

"I saw it." Sonia nodded before recalling something. Stopping in her footsteps, she looked at the man with an

unsure gaze. "Did you… recognize what bone was inside the soup?"

Hearing her cautiousness made the man smile, but he acted as if he was oblivious to it. "Are you referring to what

type of animal bone it is?"

Just as Sonia was about to answer, the man said, "Didn't you say pork bone? Why are you asking that now? Is it not

pork bone?"

He lowered his gaze and fixed his eyes on the woman.

Afraid of getting exposed, Sonia quickly looked away. "Of course, it's pork. What else could it be? I should phrase it

differently. I was going to ask you if you could recognize what part it came from. Yes, that was what I was going to

ask. Don't overthink it."

Seeing how panicked Sonia was acting made Toby smile wider.

He then covered his lips and coughed lightly to hide his upturned mouth. "I didn't really think about it, since the

bone had been hacked into pieces. So, how could I tell which part it came from? I'm not Tim. Plus, I don't think even

him will be able to tell. I think he knows about humans' bones better than animals."

"Haha, you're right." Sonia chuckled while breathing a sigh of relief inside.

Luckily, he did not recognize it.

Otherwise, she did not know how to get past him.

Seeing that she had relaxed, Toby laughed in a deep tone while caressing her hair. "Let's go to the living room."

"Okay." Sonia nodded and resumed her walk as they went to the living room.

Just as they sat down, her phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, she realized that it was an unsaved number. However, it was a local number, so she

answered the call, "Hello, it's Sonia. Who is this?"

Nobody replied on the other side, yet she could hear something. It was the sound of breathing.

She could make out that the breathing was a bit ragged and frequent. It sounded like the kind of breathing one

would have when they were excited.

It was either that or the caller was in extreme anger.

No matter what, she was a little scared to encounter this, as she felt like the protagonist of a horror movie that

received a call from a vengeful spirit.

This caused chills to run through her back.

At that moment, the man was sitting beside her while brewing some coffee. Seeing her reaction, Toby stopped what

he was doing and asked, "What is it? Are you cold?"

Sonia shook her head. "I'm not cold. It's just that I remembered something frightening, so I shivered."

"Something frightening?" Toby put out the fire and sat down beside her, holding her hand.

It was then he found out how cold her hands were, which made him frown. "Why are your hands so cold?"

"It's nothing. It's just that I was shocked upon recalling that. I'll be fine after a while." Sonia breathed out lightly.

Toby then rubbed her hands before placing it on his chest. "Hang up and warm up your hands."

Nodding, Sonia placed her attention back onto the call.

For some reason, the breathing in the call grew even more ragged and she could tell that a mix of jealousy and

hatred was in it.

What is happening?

Resisting her fear, Sonia said, "Hello, I'm not sure if this is a prank to scare, but whatever. Please don't call me

again."

She then hung up and blocked the number.