Chapter 1251
This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr
Chapter 1251 Banging the Door
Eh, it doesnât matter if he knows about it or not. Iâll just pretend like I donât know these are bridal shoes. Once Toby was done helping her wear the shoes over her feet, he stood up and extended his hand to her. âDone. Now stand up and check how it feels.â
Sonia placed her hand in his and carefully rose to her feet. Unlike her previous heels, these shoes felt comfortable, and she smiled, utterly pleased. âIt feels great.â Earlier, when she was standing in her previous heels, it made her feet feel sore, and walking made it even worse. But she didnât feel her feet giving out in these shoes. It felt like she was wearing slippers, not heels.
âYou should try walking around.â He was still worried that the shoes might hurt her.
She let go of his hand and walked around the waiting room. Eventually, she walked back to him and nodded. âIt still feels amazing. Thank you.â
Thatâs good to hear. âI told Tom to consult the shopkeeper. I thought theyâd lie just to make a sale, but itâs a good thing they didnât.â
Oh, so he asked Tom to ask before buying. So, it wasnât his direct order then. Guess I was overthinking again. Well, he is a guy. Itâs not like he knows a lot about ladiesâ fashion. She smiled. âIâll take a look in the mirror and see if they fit my dress.â
The height of the heels was important for the overall look. Stilettos could make a womanâs legs look longer and give her a regal vibe, especially when paired with an appropriate dress. A dress could look regal on its own, but she should pair it with a pair of stilettos. Any other heels would ruin the entire outfit, no matter how beautiful they were. Not only would a shorter pair of heels ruin the userâs overall look, but they would also, in some serious cases, emphasize their less-than-perfect curves. In conclusion, a good pair of heels was vital.
The red dress she was wearing leaned toward posh. Thus, it was perfect for stilettos. So, she was worried these bridal shoes might not fit well. I donât want to get laughed at. Especially when Iâm Tobyâs girlfriend, I donât want to hear them say I canât even afford a good stylist. Then, Iâd embarrass Toby and myself.
Toby saw her off as she hurried into the bathroom, and he smiled. He thought she looked fine. He was about to tell her that, but she had already run off in a hurry. So, he shook his head and entered the bathroom as well.
Sonia stood before the dressing mirror, looking at her reflection. She was trying to see if anything looked off, but these heels fitted her dress perfectly. There was nothing to worry about. But why? Oh, wait. I know why. My legs are long. It doesnât matter if my heels arenât that tall.
He came up to her and embraced her from behind. âSo, what do you think?â he whispered.
Sonia nodded with a smile. âItâs alright. I thought it would look weird. I guess I thought wrong. These fit me well, though most of it is because my legs are long enough. I never realized my legs were this long.â
Toby looked at her exposed legs, and a flame of desire flared in his eyes. âIs that so? Let me take a look.â
Alas, before he could even touch her, she smacked his hand away. âOh, buzz off. Youâre not touching.â We might just go too far if he gets hard from touching me.
Toby looked at the red mark on his hand, amused. Not gentle at all.
They were still enjoying each otherâs company when someone knocked on the door again. Only this time, it was more like someone was banging on the door. They would have thought a debt collector was coming to collect their debt if they didnât know any better.
She could even feel the walls rumble. Even the bathroom felt like it would fall at any given moment. Who on earth is out there? Thatâs so rude.
She was already frowning and feeling annoyed by the interruption, but Toby was outright irritated. The air felt like it became chilly all of a sudden. He released Sonia and turned to the waiting room.
Heâs going to check out whoâs banging on the door. She followed after him, equally irked and inquisitive. Soon, they arrived at the waiting roomâs entrance, and he flung open the door, but nobody was outside.
Sonia frowned. âDid they get the wrong room? Maybe they got drunk and came to the wrong room, but then they realized it, so they left?â
Itâs possible. Everyone drinks on these occasions, and people often get drunk, especially if they imbibed more than they should or if they canât drink. On the other hand, it couldâve been a case of a mistaken room. Maybe they just wanted to catch a break.
Toby didnât share her opinion. Instead, he narrowed his eyes. âEven if they got the wrong room, there was no reason to bang on the door. Besides, the waitstaff would take them to a waiting room even if they were drunk. Nobodyâs supposed to get the wrong room, let alone banging the door like that.â
âSo, they werenât drunk? That was deliberate?â Soniaâs jaw dropped.
He said nothing in response, but his silence was an answer in and of itself.
She gulped. âNo way. This is waiting room number one. Everyone knows itâs exclusive to you. So, whoâd bang on your door?â
âYour guess is as good as mine. Iâd like to see who they are.â He looked far from happy, and his voice conveyed as such.
âShould we check the surveillance footage?â She tilted her head and looked at him.
âNo. Weâll wait.â He closed the door and stared at the entrance coolly, akin to a predator waiting for prey.
Heâs trying to see if that prankster will show up the second time. Sonia stayed silent and waited with him. Minutes passed. Just when Sonia thought it was a one-time thing, she heard something behind the door.
Footsteps. They were quiet. The pranksters were tiptoeing, but she still heard the sounds of their footsteps. Those are heels against the floor. So, weâre most likely dealing with women here.
Toby also heard it, but he opted to stay silent. The suspect hadnât done anything just yet. They couldnât do anything even if they were to open the door. So, we have to catch them red-handed.
The sounds of footsteps disappeared a moment later, but the couple knew someone was outside. Theyâre going to bang on the door.
Just as they expected, the pranksters started banging on the door once more, this time even worse than the last. The door was rattling, and the walls were shaking. The force behind their actions was enough to knock the door down at any moment. They would have thought these pranksters were their nemeses coming to take their lives if they didnât know any better.