This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

opened the door to the driver’s side. Then, she slid behind the wheel, thereafter pulling out of the parking

lot.

Meanwhile, Toby watched her car depart from where he stood in front of his Maybach

Sonia caught the way he stared at her after she placed the gear in reverse to drive away. The anomaly of

it was enough to make her perplexed.

This was not the first time she had felt this way and in recent times, she found herself being caught off

guard by his strange behavior.

In the past, he would never have spared her a second glance, nor would he bother giving her anything

more than monosyllabic answers. Now, she could barely count the times his gaze had lingered on her

and he had spoken to her on more occasions than she cared to remember. He even told her to drive

safely!

Her brows furrowed as she thought, What’s going on in that head of his?

At this moment, Douglas wrapped his

arms around the driver’s headrest and leaned close to Sonia. “Hey, Aunt Sonia, Mr. Toby is still staring at

you.”

“Huh?” Sonia narrowed her eyes and cast a brief glance at the left side mirror.

True enough, Toby was still rooted to the same spot with his eyes fixed in her direction. She pursed her

lips as she was a little irked by his odd demeanor. What in the world is he looking at?

Douglas suddenly said something that nearly made her slam on the brake. “Mr. Toby likes you, Aunt

Sonia,” the little boy commented as a matter-of-factly.

She almost choked, and the itch in her throat was soothed after a few dry coughs. Flustered, she was

torn between crying and laughing as she retorted, “Aren’t you a little young to be saying stuff like this,

buddy? Mr. Toby doesn’t like me since he likes someone else.”

“But I can tell he really likes you, Aunt Sonia. I saw the way he was looking at you. It’s the same way my

dad looks at my mom,” he argued, blinking innocently.

“Wow, Douglas! You must be really brilliant if you can tell all that just by one look.” Sonia beamed at the

child and did not take his comment to heart, dismissing it as a childish remark. He was only a little boy.

after all. He couldn’t possibly decipher the look in anyone’s eyes at his age.

Besides, the suggestion that Toby had feelings for her was the biggest joke of the century

Presently, Douglas pouted and huffed irritably when he saw that she didn’t believe a word he said. With

newfound insistence, he declared, “I’m telling the truth, Aunt Sonia.”

“Okay, Douglas. I know you’re telling the truth. Truer words have never been spoken,” Sonia placated,

humoring the kid as she nodded in affirmation.

Peeved by her skepticism and her humoring, Douglas pouted even harder, which caused him to look like

a pufferfish.

However, it didn’t take long for the dejection to settle upon him. Much like a deflated balloon, he shook

his head and sighed ruefully. “Well, I guess it’s up to you

to take my word for it.”

She glanced at him in the rearview mirror and kept herself from bursting into laughter at how dejected he

looked. With his head hung low and a clear resignation in his posture, he looked like a little old man. The

kid‘s an absolute gem.

The next day, Sonia had only just woken up when her phone rang with an incoming call from Zane.

“Good morning, Sonia,” he greeted.

She let out a yawn. “Good morning.”

Upon hearing her soft and sleepy voice, he felt a tingling sensation creep underneath his ribcage, not to

mention an inexplicable, albeit familiar heat that surged through him.

He quickly crossed his legs and cleared his throat awkwardly before asking. “Did I wake you up?”

“No, you didn’t,” she replied, having cleared her mind after a luxurious stretch.

Zane let out a quiet breath. “Good to know.”

“Did you call me at this hour to pick Douglas up?” Sonia tossed her covers aside and got out of bed.

Then, she headed out of the bedroom.

He leaned against the door of his car as he chortled and answered, “You know me well. I’m already

downstairs. Where’s Douglas?”

Sonia opened the door to the guest bedroom and saw that Douglas was still sound asleep on the bed

with his little limbs spread out. She couldn’t help but sputter at the comical sight. Then, with a lowered

voice, she added, “Apparently, he’s still sleeping.”

Zane laughed on the other end of the phone too. “The kid’s a heavy sleeper.”

She gently closed the door behind her. “Why don’t you come up for a bit?”

He had been waiting for her to say this and now that she finally did, he broke into a dazzling grin as he

eagerly agreed. “Very well, then. I’ll head up now. Make sure you

roll out the red carpet for me.”

Sonia hummed good-naturedly in response.

The doorbell chimed minutes later. She sauntered out of her bedroom after wearing a fresh set of clothes

and proceeded to the threshold to open the door for her guest.

As soon as she did, she was greeted by the sight of a grinning Zane. “I brought breakfast,” he

announced.

He raised a large paper bag upon which was embossed the name of the restaurant

-The King’s Diner.

Sonia beamed as she took the bag over. “I can’t believe you actually brought breakfast over.”

“I know, I know I’m an angel.” Zane rubbed his palms together, his eyes sparkling as he expectantly

gazed at her.

From Sonia’s viewpoint, he resembled a rather earnest golden retriever seeking praise from its owner. In

fact, if she looked any harder, she thought she could find a

tail wagging behind him. Such an image entertained her to no end as she sputtered and answered, “Yes, you’re an angel indeed. Come on in.”

She stepped aside and allowed him to step past the threshold.

“Thanks for having me.” Zane quipped before he brushed past her into the apartment with an obvious

eagerness. He stood in the living room and appraised his surroundings. “Hey, your apartment is pretty

nice.”

Sonia had already placed the bag of breakfast on the table. “My dad gave it to me as a coming-of-age

gift. So, you can make yourself at home while I wash up

and if you want to see Douglas, just head straight through that door over there. That’s his room.” She

pointed at the guest bedroom for good measure.

Zane waved his hand flippantly. “Okay, I got it. Go about with your business then. I’ll just take a quick

peek at Douglas.”

As he said this, he walked over to the guest bedroom and opened the door.

Sonia smiled at his behavior and went into the bathroom.

When she had washed up and dabbed a little make-up on her face, she came out of the bathroom to see

that Zane was already seated at the dining table with Douglas on his lap.

“Good morning, Aunt Sonia,” Douglas greeted sweetly as he waved his little hand.

Sonia’s heart practically melted at the sight of this. She crossed over and placed a kiss on the kid’s

chubby cheek before she said, “Good morning, Douglas.”

Zane, on the other hand, stared enviously with wide eyes at the scene before him. I‘ve got to hand it to the kid–I can‘t believe he got a kiss from Sonia before I do!

As though he sensed Zane’s jealousy. Douglas twisted around and looked up at Zane before breaking

into a triumphant smile.

Zane bristled at this while his fingers curled and uncurled. Is he actually gloating? Incredulous, he began

to pinch

Douglas’ cheeks as he seethed, “You better wipe that smug look off your face, Douglas.”

Douglas, however, was quick to alarm Sonia of such mistreatment. “Aunt Sonia, Uncle Zane is pinching

me!”

Sonia, who had been setting the table, immediately placed the utensils down when she heard this. At the

sight of Zane pinching Douglas’ cheeks, she placed her hands on her hips and demanded, “What do you

think you’re doing, Zane?”