This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr novel Chapter 5

After bidding goodbye to Charles and Carl, Sonia returned to her father’s old house.

There was dust everywhere in the house, which meant it had not been cleaned for a long time.

Immediately, Sonia put on her apron and began to clean up.

From under the sofa, she found a wedding photo with Toby. In the photo, she was smiling like a flower; meanwhile, Toby, who was standing next to her, was indifferent, with impatience between his eyebrows.

There was also her diary placed next to it.

The diary recorded what Toby liked to eat, use, and a list of his hobbies.

Previously, her life revolved around Toby. She tried hard to manage this hard-won marriage, but the reality gave her a resounding slap.

Thinking of this, Sonia raised her head and forced herself to hold back her tears.

In the next second, a message alert rang out, and when she picked it up, she found out Carl had sent it.

‘Sonia, you helped me six years ago, and now, I will help you. Let go of your past and do anything you want. I will be your backer.’

Warmth enveloped Sonia’s heart as she read it.

Although she knew Carl said it out of good-will and simply wanted to repay her, she didn’t want to rely on anyone anymore. Since marrying Toby, she had put away all her temperament and personality in order to be a good wife; she almost forgot how cool and carefree she used to be.

Picking up the phone, Sonia dialed a number.

“Sonia, what else do you want?” Toby’s indifferent voice rang out on the other end.

Her voice was also cold, as if he were a stranger. “Tomorrow is Monday. Remember to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures.”

Toby frowned. “You—”

Before he could finish talking, she hung up the phone, leaving Toby holding his phone tightly with his cold eyes staring blankly into space.

“Toby, who called you?” On the bed in their bedroom, Tina looked over curiously at the balcony where Toby was standing.

Hearing this, Toby put his phone away and pretended as if nothing had happened. He then walked over indifferently and pressed on the quilt covering her. “It’s nothing. Take your medicine first.”