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Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 83

Boss, Your Wife’s Asking for A Divorce, Again Chapter 83

“I don’t know, either,” the receptionist answered, shaking her head.

Sonia was silent for a couple of seconds before saying, “Alright, I’m coming downstairs now.”

After she hung up, she kept her cell phone away and hobbled toward the elevator in crutches while Daphne

followed behind her.

When they reached the reception desk on the first floor, Sonia asked, “Where’s the package?”

 

The receptionist took out a big cardboard box. “Here it is.”

Sonia’s gaze fell on the sealed box on the desk, but she couldn’t see what was inside, and there wasn’t any

 

information on the outside about the sender either.

Reaching out her hand, Daphne then lifted the box from a corner and said, “It’s quite heavy, President Reed.”

“Open it up and take a look,” Sonia instructed the receptionist.

With a cutter, the receptionist opened the box and everyone saw that it was filled with exquisitely packaged

bottles.

Taking out a bottle, Daphne took a look at it and exclaimed in surprise, “President Reed, this is the most famous

supplement overseas and works amazingly for the healing of bones. Just one bottle easily costs more than ten

thousand. Look how many bottles are in here. The sender is really generous.”

To spend so much just to buy supplements for President Reed,
the sender must be her loyal suitor, 
she reckoned.

Hearing that, Sonia frowned. “Put back the bottle and reseal the box.”

“Huh?” Daphne blurted, stunned. “Aren’t you going to keep them, President Reed?”

“No, I’m not” she answered, turning to leave. “Get someone to return everything to the Fuller Group.”

“Fuller Group?” Daphne repeated, her jaw hanging in surprise. So all these are a gift from President Fuller. No

wonder President Reed doesn’t want to accept it.

“Daphne, why do you think President Fuller is sending these supplements to President Reed? This isn’t the first

time that he’s sending her gifts, is it?” the receptionist asked in a gossipy manner. “Could it be that there are still

some leftover feelings between them?”

“How should I know?!” Daphne snapped and returned the bottle into the box. “That’s it. Don’t spout nonsense

about your superior and arrange for someone to send these back.”

“Yes,” the receptionist answered with a nod.

Daphne chased after Sonia, who had already returned to her office and was calling Toby on the phone.

“What do you mean by this?” she asked.

“What are you speaking about?” Toby was just finished with his meeting and was also on his way back to his

office

Taking a deep breath, Sonia had an annoyed look on her face as she said,
“You’re the one who sent those

supplements, aren’t you?”

“Yes, it’s me,” he admitted, nodding his head.

Sonia snorted. “President Fuller, didn’t I already tell you that I don’t want it? Why did you still send them?”

Is she questioning me? he wondered as his face turned glum. “I also said that I’m partly responsible because you had an accident at my place.”

“Responsible?” she repeated, and chuckled sarcastically as though she had just heard the biggest joke. “President Fuller, you hadn’t been responsible to me when I was your wife, but you want to be responsible now that we’re divorced. Don’t you find it ridiculous?”

Hearing the sarcasm in her tone, Toby lowered his eyes without a word because he had no rebuttals for her words. Even he himself didn’t know why he had to be responsible for her.

“I’ve already asked someone to return the supplements to you. Don’t send me anything else in the future. I don’t need it!” she said and hung up on him.

Stopping in his tracks, Toby stared at the screen of his cell phone with an inexplicably complicated look in his

eyes.

Seeing that he had stopped walking, Tom stopped as well and asked, “President Fuller?”

“Say… What’s wrong with me?” Toby asked suddenly, lowering his cell phone. Why am I so concerned about

Sonia?

Confused, Tom asked, “President Fuller, what do you mean by that?”

Toby’s lips wavered, and just as he was about to speak, an attractive woman came out of his office and hugged

him by his arm intimately. “Are you finished with the meeting, Toby?”

 

After taking a glance at the time on her cell phone, she said,
“Toby, what do you think if I go to your place

 

“You’re welcome,” he said, giving her a smile.

So be it, he thought. Sonia’s right. Sincwe’re already divorced, we shouldn’t be in contact anymore. In addition, he had a hunch that the situation would be out of control if they kept in contact.

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