Chapter 368
Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!
Boss Your Wifeâs Asking for A Divorce Again Chapter 368
Pursing his lips into a thin line, Toby suppressed his annoyance within and gestured to Tom to knock on
the door with a wave of his hand.
Tom knocked as instructed, which made Charles and Tim stop their conversation abruptly.
Simultaneously, they spun their heads to the door and saw Toby.
Besides being a little surprised, there wasnât much reaction from Tim. On the other hand, Charlesâ face
turned sour at the sight of him. âWhy are you here? Who allowed you to come?â
Toby didnât answer him and asked Tom to push him in, which angered Charles. âHey, I didnât allow you to
come in! What are you doing here? Where are your manners?â
âThis is Soniaâs ward, and itâs not up to you to give the permission,â Toby said indifferently, sweeping his
gaze over him.
Although angry, Charles couldnât find the words to argue, so he simply snorted. âYou only have the guts
to do this because my darling is still unconscious. If she were awake, she definitely wouldnât let you in.â
Toby frowned and ignored him. To him, the more responsive he was to people like Charles, the more
aggressive they would be, and they would come to a stop by themselves if he just ignored them for a
while.
However, Charles smirked smugly at his silence. âYour silence means that you think I was right, huh?â
Pretending not to hear him, Toby turned his attention to Sonia, who was lying in bed, and he gripped the
armrest of the wheelchair tightly. âWhat happened to Sonia?â he asked, twisting his head to look at Tim.
Meanwhile, Tim had been watching them in amusement, enjoying the argument between these two rivals
in love; he wasnât expecting that Toby would end it one-sidedly by asking him a question.
But since he had a question thrown at him, he had to answer it with all seriousness as well. Pushing his
glasses higher up the bridge of his nose, he said, âThe back of her head was maliciously struck, resulting
in a moderate head concussion. Also, a small part of her skin was cut out on her wrist.â
At the mention of Soniaâs wrist, Tim narrowed his eyes. After he walked out of the operation theater
yesterday, the hospital director told him that Charles had sent a patient by the name of Sonia here. Just
as he expected, the blood on Charles was from Sonia. Hence, he quickly went to check out her
condition, then he immediately retrieved Soniaâs ER video and saw the injuries on the back of her head
and her wrist.
At that point, Sonia was already out of the ER, and her injuries had been bandaged, so he couldnât open
it up to check it and could only check it through this method. While he could understand that the head
trauma was inflicted to knock her out, he couldnât understand the cut on her wrist.
If the intention of the perpetrator was to rob her or anything else, they could have achieved their motive
by knocking her out. So, why did they cut her wrist on the spot where her red mole happened to be?
From the video recording, he saw that the red mole was completely gone. In other words, the
perpetratorâs sole motive was to eliminate that red mole.
âWhat did you say? She was maliciously struck? By whom?â Toby exclaimed, springing up from the
wheelchair suddenly and holding his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked loudly.
Startled, Charles gasped. âDamn. So youâre not disabled!â
Toby cast him an icy look from the corners of his eyes and then turned to Tim, who shook his head. âI
donât know. You should ask him because heâs the one investigating it now.â
âAnd what did you find out?â Toby asked, glancing at Charles.
âWhy should I tell you? This is our problem. You donât have to stick your nose in this!â Charles sneered.
In a split second, Tobyâs face turned grim, and the air around him turned chilly. Warily, Charles peered at
him. âWhat now? Youâre going to throw your temper? Itâs useless even ifââ
He had yet to finish his sentence when a baby voice interrupted him. âMr. Fuller, Iâll tell you! Mr. Lane
hasnât caught the bad guy who hurt Aunt Sonia!â
âLittle Dougâ¦â Filled with disbelief, Charles gawked at Douglas, who was seated on the couch nearby.
This rascal sold me out!
An astonished look flashed across Tobyâs eyes when he saw Douglas. Whatâs this little guy doing here?
Why didnât I notice that he was here earlier?
However, he managed to figure it out very quickly. After he got into the ward, he had kept his gaze on the
bed and didnât even look at the couch once. So, it made sense that he didnât notice that Douglas was
also in the room.
âDouglas, is it true when you said that he hasnât caught the guy yet?â Toby asked in a more gentle voice
as he looked at Douglas.
Nodding, Douglas answered, âYes, itâs true. Iâve been by Mr. Laneâs side the whole time, so Iâm very sure
about it.â
âYou little rascal, I think youâre asking for a beating!â Furious, Charles rubbed his palms together and
walked toward him.
Jumping off the couch in a hurry, Douglas then ran to Toby and hid behind him before poking out his tiny
head. âMr. Lane, please donât blame me. I know Mr. Fuller, and heâs a very influential person. After an
entire evening of investigations with the police, you still couldnât find the bad guy. If you let Mr. Fuller try,
Iâm sure it will speed things up.â
Charles fell silent as the edges of his lips twitched. He felt a prick in his chest, but he had to admit that
Douglas was right.
The Fuller Group, which belonged to Toby, was the leader in Seafield, and he was no match for him
when it came to influence and ability. Even though he disliked Toby, he decided to bear with it seeing that
Toby was also doing it for Soniaâs sake. The important thing now was to find out who that jerk was.
In the meantime, a faint smirk spread over Tobyâs face when he saw Charlesâ dumbstruck face and
Douglasâ appraisal of himself. Even the chilly air around him subsided a lot, and he was obviously in a
good mood.
Returning to his seat on the wheelchair, he turned to Tom. âInvestigate this and find me the person who
did this!â
âRight away!â With a nod, Tom left the room to make a call.
Of course he would assign his subordinate to do this because he was with Toby now and couldnât just
dump him here and leave by himself.
Charles glanced at Tom, who was outside the door, and then shifted his gaze to Toby, who was opposite
him. Pouting his lips, he sneered, âHmph, I would like to see how long it will take you to get to the bottom
of this. Itâll be embarrassing if you canât find out anything at the end of the day.â
As usual, Toby ignored him and looked at Sonia, his eyes filled with worry and distress.
Back at the Grayâs, Rina came downstairs with a black plastic bag in her hand. Seeing the bag in her
hand, Titus, who was about to leave the house, asked curiously, âRina, what are you carrying in there?â
Rinaâs eyes flickered and she answered, âJust some old clothes I brought from my old home. Iâm going to
throw them out now.â
With a nod of approval, he said, âYou should have thrown it out sooner. It will only bring you bad luck if
you keep things like that. Youâre my daughter, and Iâve already said it when you were born that youâll live
the life of a princess your whole life. Not only will you enjoy the best materials, youâll also live your life
free of worries. Therefore, you can buy the best things from now on, and Iâll buy you anything you want.â
His words caused her face to light up as she exclaimed, âThank you, Dad!â
However, besides happiness in her heart, there was also jealousy. Such an enviable promise was made
to Miss Reed when she was born? Such a pity that she never enjoyed a single day of it. But even though
she never enjoyed the affection from her father, she still lived a happy and wealthy life after she ended
up in the Reed Family.
Therefore, she couldnât understand why some people were born with a silver spoon while there were
some who lived a poor, hard life when they were all born as human.
But it doesnât matter, she thought. The important thing is that now, Iâm Rina Gray, and Iâm Titusâ daughter.
Iâll hang on tightly to everything I have now so nobody can even think about snatching it away from me!
A vicious glint shrouded her eyes, but it gradually faded away. Staring at the suit Titus was wearing, she
asked, âAre you going out, Dad?â
âYes, Iâm going to the company,â he answered. He wanted to go to Triforce and have another round of
debate with Director Walker and the rest of them to fight for his position as the president. After all, he still
had a chance because the meeting would be held tomorrow.
âI see. Then Iâll leave the house with you. Iâm taking the trash out,â she said, gesturing with the bag in her
hand.