This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Titus scoffed. “And I’ll come with you to keep an eye on the whole process. Who knows if you lot will pull

some despicable trick and have the samples mixed up for your own purposes?”

“In that case, let him tag along, Zane,” Sonia decided as she chewed on her lip. She needed to do all

that it took to prove that Taylor wasn’t Titus’ biological daughter and refused to entertain the idea that

Taylor could successfully bribe other facilities as well.

Zane and Titus left shortly after, leaving the rest of them in the tense silence of the room. Toby glanced at

his watch and dipped his head close to Sonia’s ear to say, “There’s no point waiting around here. I’ll have

someone set up a lounge for us and we’ll wait there instead.”

Sonia did not object to this and nodded. “Fine.”

She didn’t want to sit here either. The longer she did so, the more likely the Gray Family would discover

her loss of vision.

It wasn’t long before Toby managed to summon an employee and requested them to open a lounge for

them, thereafter wheeling Sonia in. As for the others anxiously waiting for the test results, they didn’t

require the use of a lounge and were perfectly happy without it.

Now that they were both in the lounge, Toby poured out a glass of water for Sonia and gently said, “Here,

have a drink. Your lips are looking a little parched.”

“Thanks.” She reached out to feel for the glass in front of her, but because of her blindness, she had no

idea where it was. Her fingers quivered as they continuously met thin air and she remained wary as she

tried to find the glass of water.

Upon seeing this, he chuckled lightly and took her hand.

She stiffened and tried to pull away while demanding, “What are you doing?”

However, Toby’s grip was tight, and tried as she might to pull away, Sonia frowned when she realized all

her efforts were wasted.

“Don’t move!” he warned in a low voice. “If you do, the glass of water in my hand will shake and spill on

you.”

“Then, let go of me,” she snapped, her lips pressing into an irritable line.

He placed the glass into her hand and didn’t release his grip until he was sure she had a firm hold.

“Okay, don’t drop it or let it spill.”

When she felt him releasing her hand, she snorted indignantly and pointed out, “As if. I’m not a kid, you

know.”

Toby smirked in amusement. “Right, you’re not a kid.” However, even as he said this, he thought about

how she would always remain as that kid who penned everything in her letters to him.

“Drink slowly. I’ll be outside making a phone call,” he added as he rose to his full feet and took his phone

out.

Sonia dipped her head to take a sip of water; then, she hummed in response to his words.

With his phone in hand, he sauntered out of the lounge and closed the door behind him. A dark look

passed over his face as he dialed Tom’s number.

“President Fuller,” Tom greeted on the other line.

Toby leaned against the wall. “Track Zane down and see which DNA testing facilities he’s going to. I want

the contacts of all those in charge of the facilities as soon as possible.”

“Yes, sir,” Tom answered with a firm nod.

Then, Toby hung up and fished a pack of cigarettes out from his pocket. He slid one out gracefully and lit

it, thereafter taking an indulgent drag while letting the roll-up dangle between his slender fingers.

As the smoke unfurled over his face, it blurred his expression as well. He had no idea whether he was

doing the right thing or making a horrible mistake, but he only knew that he was determined to save

Sonia from the unnecessary agony of learning the truth of her birth.

He didn’t want her to suffer anymore, which was why he held onto the hope that he was doing right by

her for once.

With a sigh, he flicked the ashes away from the butt of his cigarette and he was about to take another

drag when Tom delivered the fruits of his investigation to him.

After having gone through the information, Toby called up all the testing facilities and reached an

agreement with them. Then, he kept his phone away before returning to the lounge.

When he saw that Wanda was the only one in the lounge and Sonia was nowhere to be found, he froze.

“Where’s Sonia?” he demanded urgently.

“She’s in the restroom,” Wanda answered dutifully, gesturing toward the adjoining restroom.

He glanced over at the tightly-closed restroom door and let out a quiet breath of relief. For a minute

there, he thought Sonia had left the lounge without him noticing. He would have kicked himself if that

were to happen, seeing as he was near the lounge when he made the call to those facilities. Had she

wheeled herself out of the lounge at that moment, she surely would have caught onto the conversation

and learned of the deals he made with the facilities.

Things would only spiral from there onward, and as he thought about the havoc that fortunately didn’t

happen, the restroom door swung open. Sonia was pressing her palms against the wall as she felt her

way out of the restroom while carefully treading back into the lounge.

Wanda was about to go over and lend Sonia a supporting hand when Toby beat her to it, taking two long

strides toward the restroom door and instantly taking Sonia by the arm.

Sonia registered the faint smell of peppermint on him and stopped in her tracks. “It’s you? What are you

doing?”

“Yes, it’s me and I’m obviously helping you,” Toby answered in a deadpan manner.

Her brows furrowed. “You’re not my nanny, so you aren’t obligated to help me whatsoever.” She pulled

away from him and called out, “Wanda? Wanda!”

Toby winked at Wanda, who flashed a smile as she stayed in the same spot. She neither moved to take

over helping Sonia nor made a reply.

It was only then that he retracted his gaze in satisfaction and lied while addressing Sonia, “Wanda’s

away for now. She said she had something going on.”

“Away?” Sonia pursed her lips unhappily. “When did she leave? Why didn’t she tell me beforehand?” It

seemed a little unprofessional, and downright rude, for a caretaker to leave without first notifying their

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