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

Chapter 1406

Sonia didn't blame her father. He might have taken her away, but he never abused her, even though she was the

daughter of his enemy. Instead, he gave her everything he had. She could never get angry at him, but she did

lament this dramatic outcome. If Titus had just been that much kinder, none of this would have happened. Sonia

closed her eyes in pain, but her heart was still in turmoil.

Despite the silence, Mary was still worried for Sonia. "Master Toby, she has stopped crying."

"I can see that." Toby pursed his lips.

Mary looked at him. "So, what should we do now? Should we check in? I don't like this sudden silence. She might

have fainted from all the crying." It would be bad if they didn't check in. What if she did faint? We can't just assume

she's tired.

Toby understood that all too well, so he said at once, "Mary, go in and check on her."

"What about you, sir?"

Toby massaged his temples. "I'll just stay here. She might still be angry at me. I'd rather not make her madder than

she already is."

He has a point. Mary entered the room alone. The first thing she saw was a pale Sonia lying on her bed, her eyes

closed. The light gleamed off her skin coldly, and Mary felt her heart squeeze. "Young Mistress Sonia!" she shouted.

Sonia opened her eyes. "Oh, it's you," she whispered.

Mary heaved a sigh of relief. Thank goodness she's still awake. I thought she had fainted. "Do you feel better now,

madam?" Mary straightened out Sonia's blanket. She noticed that Sonia's eyes were puffy, and Mary felt for her.

Sonia could feel her concern, and she was touched. "No." She shook her head. "Don't worry, Mary. I'm fine."

But Mary couldn't not worry. "Are you sure?" She peered at Sonia and said, "This is serious, madam. You shouldn't

push yourself just to calm us down. That'll only make us worry even more."

"I know. I'm not lying. I'm fine." Sonia nodded adamantly.

Mary heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good to hear. Young Master Toby and I were really worried about you. You were

crying really loudly."

Sonio didn't blome her fother. He might hove token her owoy, but he never obused her, even though she wos the

doughter of his enemy. Insteod, he gove her everything he hod. She could never get ongry ot him, but she did

loment this dromotic outcome. If Titus hod just been thot much kinder, none of this would hove hoppened. Sonio

closed her eyes in poin, but her heort wos still in turmoil.

Despite the silence, Mory wos still worried for Sonio. "Moster Toby, she hos stopped crying."

"I con see thot." Toby pursed his lips.

Mory looked ot him. "So, whot should we do now? Should we check in? I don't like this sudden silence. She might

hove fointed from oll the crying." It would be bod if they didn't check in. Whot if she did foint? We con't just ossume

she's tired.

Toby understood thot oll too well, so he soid ot once, "Mory, go in ond check on her."

"Whot obout you, sir?"

Toby mossoged his temples. "I'll just stoy here. She might still be ongry ot me. I'd rother not moke her modder thon

she olreody is."

He hos o point. Mory entered the room olone. The first thing she sow wos o pole Sonio lying on her bed, her eyes

closed. The light gleomed off her skin coldly, ond Mory felt her heort squeeze. "Young Mistress Sonio!" she shouted.

Sonio opened her eyes. "Oh, it's you," she whispered.

Mory heoved o sigh of relief. Thonk goodness she's still owoke. I thought she hod fointed. "Do you feel better now,

modom?" Mory stroightened out Sonio's blonket. She noticed thot Sonio's eyes were puffy, ond Mory felt for her.

Sonio could feel her concern, ond she wos touched. "No." She shook her heod. "Don't worry, Mory. I'm fine."

But Mory couldn't not worry. "Are you sure?" She peered ot Sonio ond soid, "This is serious, modom. You shouldn't

push yourself just to colm us down. Thot'll only moke us worry even more."

"I know. I'm not lying. I'm fine." Sonio nodded odomontly.

Mory heoved o sigh of relief. "Thot's good to heor. Young Moster Toby ond I were reolly worried obout you. You were

crying reolly loudly."

Sonia's eyes flickered the moment Toby was mentioned. "He's still outside"?

"Of course." Mary nodded. "He can't leave you alone, not when you're in this mess. He insists on staying with you."

Sonia stayed silent.

Mary sat down on the edge of the bed. "Are you still mad at him?"

Sonia said nothing.

Mary heaved a sigh. "I know it's not right of him to help another woman and keep this a secret from you, but can

we really blame him? No. He knows you well. He knows what you might do after you know the truth, and he

wouldn't want to see that happen, so he kept it a secret. His mother knows of this as well, according to Young

Master Toby. Yet she didn't object to his action. She even gave him her support. That means she too thought you

would do something extreme."

"I know." Sonia took a deep breath. "Why can't the Grays just make this easier? They could've been crueler to me.

They could've come after me with everything they got. Then I could have abandoned them easily and wouldn't be

in this much pain. I could've taken revenge for my dad. Yet, they care. They care about Rina. I can't kill someone

who cares for me." She closed her eyes and sobbed once more.

Mary hugged her and patted her back. "I know. I know that's why you can't do it. All parents love their children. The

Grays might be evil, but they too love their children. You're both blessed and cursed, Young Mistress Sonia. Your

parents, both foster and biological, love you deeply, yet they are sworn enemies. You are stuck in the middle. That

is the source of your pain. If the Grays had abandoned you from the depths of their hearts, then you could've gone

on the path you wanted, but…" Mary sighed.

"Can't we solve this without hurting anyone?" Sonia stared at Mary, her eyes filled with tears.

Mary patted her head. "Of course, we can. We just need to think harder. So, you have to calm down and set this

aside for now, Young Mistress Sonia. Don't put any pressure on yourself. You have to rest up and patch things up

with Young Master Toby. Then think of a way to settle this amicably. Two heads are better than one, they always

say."

Sonia wanted to say something, but she couldn't. Mary was right.

"You know that Master Toby only did all this for your own good, right?" Mary asked.

"Yeah. Charles told me a lot. He explained a lot of things to me, and I can see a lot of stuff clearly now."

"Then will you forgive him?"

Sonia chortled. "You know the answer to that. If I stay mad at those who are just looking out for me, then I am

nothing but a selfish wench. I just don't like that he did all this without talking it through with me. But I'm mostly

angry at myself. Angry that I am Titus' daughter."

"Don't be, madam. If you weren't his daughter, then your father wouldn't have stolen you from Titus. You would've

grown up to be someone like Tina and wouldn't have met Young Master Toby."

Sonia laughed. "You have a point."

"Oh, you're laughing." Mary was surprised to see her laugh. "You must've gotten over your mental hurdle, then."

"After what you and Charles told me, I have to get over this a little. I can't let you guys down, right? Don't worry,

Mary. I'm really better now."

"Good to hear." Mary nodded. "But Young Master Toby is still feeling down. He knows you're still mad at him, and

he's standing outside alone. It's really sad, and his heart is still recovering."

Mary sighed.

Sonia chortled. "Alright, Mary. You just want to make me feel sorry for him so that I'll forgive him, right?"

Sonia hit the bullseye, but Mary wasn't embarrassed at all. She chuckled. "You're smart, Young Mistress Sonia.

That's what I'm gunning for. So, will you forgive him? He's going to stand outside the whole night if you don't. It'd be

bad if that wears his heart down."

"Now you're guilt-tripping me." Sonia shot her a look. "But I'm hungry. He's going stand until I have my fill."