Chapter 889 Toby’s Fault
This is all Toby’s fault. I wouldn’t have gotten so tired and slept through the afternoon if not for him. I could have gotten some work done. Ooh, I’m so mad. He’s gonna pay for this.
She turned to the side and flipped the switch of her lamp on. The light illuminated the room, and Sonia could see everything. She put her phone down and got out of bed, but the moment she did, her legs gave out. She fell down with a thud, kneeling on her knees and hands.
It was fortunate that the floor had a rug over it, and the impact did not hurt that much. However, she turned beet-red from the awkwardness. She fell because she had gone the whole day without eating, and a part of her was feeling sore. She had pulled on it when she got off the bed, and that was why her legs gave out.
As she looked at her knees and hands, something bubbled within Sonia. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she kept muttering Toby’s name. It’s all Toby’s fault. I wouldn’t be kneeling here like some kind of weakling if not for him.
The more she thought about it, the sadder it made her. She bit her lip, and she was on the verge of tears. Sonia had never embarrassed herself like this before, but after she met Toby, all she did was embarrass herself. What did I ever do to make that guy do this to me?
She took a deep breath and held her tears down. Sonia slowly got back up, holding the edge of her bed as she did so. She sat on the edge of her bed to check her legs. Sonia was in pajamas. Toby probably changed her clothes after he took her back. She bent over and rolled her pants up to see if her knees were bruised. She had fallen down hard, and it might leave a bruise even though it did not hurt. She had to check.
She rolled the legs of her pants up, revealing her fair and lovely calves. They shone like jade under the illumination of the light, attracting the eyes of those who would look at them. She took a close look at her knees and heaved a sigh of relief, as they were fine. She rolled the legs of the pants down and went outside, leaning against the wall.
She had to. Sonia almost lost all feeling of her body, and she was starving. There was not an ounce of strength left in her, and she would fall if she did not lean against something. It was some time past seven, and Toby was not in the room. She wondered if he was in the living room or outside. If he was in the living room, she would bite him hard to get back at him for making her fall.
She was walking slowly, but eventually, she came out of her bedroom and stepped into the living quarters. All the lights were on, and the room was bright. In other words, Toby was in the house. He was not in the living room, however, which meant he was either in the kitchen or bedroom-turned-study.
Sonia changed directions, heading to the left, where the study was. The door was ajar when she arrived, and some light seeped out of the crack. She heard the sound of someone tapping the keyboard coming from within, and she knew the culprit was right in there. Sonia took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
She did not make any sound when she opened the door, so Toby did not realize that she had come in. He was sitting behind the desk, working seriously.
Sonia was still leaning against the wall, tiptoeing into the study, as if she was worried about disturbing him. The study used to be hers and only hers. She could barge in like an elephant without having to worry about disturbing anyone. However, she had split the study in half now. There was an extra desk, computer, chair, and most importantly, a book shelf filled with books that bored her. She did not understand what they were talking about either. Obviously, they belonged to Toby.
Toby had a lot more stuff than she did, causing her desk and computer to be placed in a corner. She only took up a third of the space, while the rest belonged to Toby. She was the owner of the room, but Toby had taken it from her and turned her into something like an assistant. On top of that, she had to walk on tiptoes just so she would not disturb him. It annoyed her a little.
However, when she remembered how her clothes took up two thirds of the cabinet while Toby’s expensive clothes only took up a third of the space, it cheered her up a little. A smile curled her lips, and she coughed.
Toby stopped typing when he heard that, and he looked up. When he saw Sonia standing not far from him, the deadpan look on his face turned into a gentle smile, and surprise flashed in his eyes. “Good evening.”
He pushed the chair back and got up. Toby stopped right before Sonia, looking at her. “Why didn’t you call me?”
Sonai rolled her eyes. “I had no idea where you were. How am I supposed to call you?”
“Your phone,” Toby answered.
Sonia shook her head. “It’s alright. I don’t need to call someone just because I woke up. And why would I? I’m not hurt or anything. I don’t need you to treat me like I’m a patient.”
“You’re not a patient. Don’t call yourself that.” He poked her forehead and frowned. “You’re perfectly fine, and I’m happy to do anything for you. Are you hungry?”
Sonia looked down and rubbed her belly. It growled.
Toby smiled. “I think you are. Let’s have dinner.”
He held her hand and led her out.
Sonia looked at his desk. “Don’t you have work to do? You seem busy. Why don’t you finish your work first? I can make my own dinner.”
“It’s alright. It’s not that important. I can finish them tomorrow.” Toby opened the study’s door. No matter how important his work was, Sonia would always take precedence. He would rather spend time with her than working.
They came to the dining room, and Toby pulled a chair back for Sonia. Once she sat down, he said, “Give me a minute. The food’s in the kitchen.”
“It’s in the kitchen?” Sonia sat up straighter. “Dinner’s already made?”
Toby nodded. “Yes. I’ve been keeping it warm for you. Give me a minute.” He patted her shoulder and went to the kitchen. A moment later, he came back with a variety of food, and there was even chicken soup too. They smelled great. Toby gave her the cutlery. “Dig in.”
“What about you?” Sonia took it from him.
Toby sat across from her. “I had dinner already. Dig in. I want your opinion. I just learned how to make these.”
Sonia stopped taking the food for a minute and gave Toby a look of surprise. “You made these?”
“Of course.” Toby nodded, looking proud of himself.
Sonia smiled. “I bet they’re good. You learn things fast, and you learn them well. I’m confident about that.” She speared a piece of meat and popped it into her mouth.
