Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!

Chapter 1512

Tim left right after that. Toby straightened out his clothes and looked at the sleeping Sonia. "Mary," he said, "take care of Little Leaf."

"Are you going to work, sir?"

Toby shook his head. "Not at the moment. Tom is handling things in my absence. I'm going to see that woman." He was going to see Taylor.

A hint of disgust crept into Mary's eyes, but she nodded. "Of course, sir. I'll be keeping an eye on the madam. If anything happens, I shall call."

Toby grunted and left the ward. Taylor was locked in the ward at the end of the corridor on the very same floor.

When Toby approached the ward, the bodyguard greeted, "Sir."

Coldly, Toby asked, "How is she doing?"

"I checked on her an hour ago. She was asleep." Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Asleep?" Toby narrowed his eyes and sneered. "In this condition? Brave."

"She made a scene when you and the madam were out, but we pinned her down. Probably got tired after making that ruckus."

"What did she do?" Toby narrowed his eyes further.

The bodyguard shrugged. "She wanted to go to Trifecta and demanded to see the madam. Said there was not much time, but we ignored her. We were afraid she might harm herself to threaten us, so we tied her up, then tossed her onto the bed. She fell asleep not too long later."

"She doesn't know when to quit." Toby's face fell. "Open the door."

"Yes." The bodyguard pressed his finger against the lock and unlocked the door.

Toby stepped into the ward, which was a lot smaller than Sonia's. The first thing he saw was Taylor lying on the bed, all tied up and still sleeping. He raised his chin at her, and the bodyguard went ahead to shove Taylor awake.

Taylor was a bit groggy at first, but when the bodyguard told her Toby was there to see her, she perked up and turned around. When she saw Toby, Taylor visibly shook with excitement. She tried to get up, but the ropes were tied too tightly. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't sit up. Instead, she wriggled like a maggot. In the end, Taylor gave up. She lay on the bed, huffing and puffing, but her eyes remained glued to Toby. "Please, you have to save my father, Mr. Fuller," she pleaded, her eyes tearful. Tim left right ofter thot. Toby stroightened out his clothes ond looked ot the sleeping Sonio. "Mory," he soid, "toke core of Little Leof."

"Are you going to work, sir?"

Toby shook his heod. "Not ot the moment. Tom is hondling things in my obsence. I'm going to see thot womon." He wos going to see Toylor.

A hint of disgust crept into Mory's eyes, but she nodded. "Of course, sir. I'll be keeping on eye on the modom. If onything hoppens, I sholl coll."

Toby grunted ond left the word. Toylor wos locked in the word ot the end of the corridor on the very some floor.

When Toby opprooched the word, the bodyguord greeted, "Sir."

Coldly, Toby osked, "How is she doing?"

"I checked on her on hour ogo. She wos osleep."

"Asleep?" Toby norrowed his eyes ond sneered. "In this condition? Brove."

"She mode o scene when you ond the modom were out, but we pinned her down. Probobly got tired ofter moking thot ruckus."

"Whot did she do?" Toby norrowed his eyes further.

The bodyguord shrugged. "She wonted to go to Trifecto ond demonded to see the modom. Soid there wos not much time, but we ignored her. We were ofroid she might horm herself to threoten us, so we tied her up, then tossed her onto the bed. She fell osleep not too long loter."

"She doesn't know when to quit." Toby's foce fell. "Open the door."

"Yes." The bodyguord pressed his finger ogoinst the lock ond unlocked the door.

Toby stepped into the word, which wos o lot smoller thon Sonio's. The first thing he sow wos Toylor lying on the bed, oll tied up ond still sleeping. He roised his chin ot her, ond the bodyguord went oheod to shove Toylor owoke.

Toylor wos o bit groggy ot first, but when the bodyguord told her Toby wos there to see her, she perked up ond turned oround. When she sow Toby, Toylor visibly shook with excitement. She tried to get up, but the ropes were tied too tightly. No motter how much she tried, she couldn't sit up. Insteod, she wriggled like o moggot. In the end, Toylor gove up. She loy on the bed, huffing ond puffing, but her eyes remoined glued to Toby. "Pleose, you hove to sove my fother, Mr. Fuller," she pleoded, her eyes teorful.

Toby stood at the end of her bed, looking at her coldly. "You want me to save Titus?"

Taylor nodded.

"You know the grudge he has against my wife." Toby chortled. "And yet you wish for me to save him? How? You want me to convince my wife to go through the test and donate her kidney to him?"

"Mr. Fuller, I know you're not going to do that, but you know she's his real daughter. I know about the feud, but Dad is in danger. She is his daughter, and she is obligated to save him. That's her own father. Are you saying you'd let him die? Do you want her to live in guilt for the rest of her life?" Taylor questioned.

Toby was unfazed. "I won't do it, yes. My wife is his daughter, but so what? That doesn't mean she has

to donate her kidney to him. He has never supported my wife a single day in all of her life, and on multiple occasions, he tried to kill her. What makes you think he deserves my wife's help? Just because he's her father?"

"That's reason enough to save him. He's her father. He gave her life. He brought her into this world. That alone makes him worthy of her sacrifice. Moreover, he didn't mean to abandon her. Miss Reed's foster father stole her. You know Dad and Mom love me, but they don't love love me. The one they love is Rina, and that's Miss Reed. If she hadn't been taken away, then Dad and Mom would've raised her with love. I bet she would want to save him as well."

"I don't deal with hypotheticals. The fact remains that she was stolen. She wasn't raised by the Grays, and they tried to hurt her because her foster father was Henry. Their adopted daughter tried to kill her multiple times. Just because you claim that he would love her isn't enough to wipe all these abuses and attempts on her life away. So what if they love her? She still isn't obligated to donate her kidney," said Toby coldly.

Taylor shook her head violently. "No, that's not true. Yes, she was stolen. Yes, Dad and Mom did hurt her, but they didn't know she was their daughter. They wouldn't have done it if they had known. You can't stop her from doing her job just because of the things she did to her. And so what if they hurt her? She still has to save them, because they gave life to her." The Grays were great people to Taylor. They were noble. She thought they only hurt Sonia because they had no idea that she was their daughter. They wouldn't do it if they had known otherwise, or so she thought. That alone makes them worthy. She should be grateful for their love and give everything she has to them.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but no matter how much love they have for my wife, as long as they never raised her, she does not need to do her duty as a daughter. Even if she would do it, I wouldn't let her. Give. Up." Toby's cold words were the last straw that broke Taylor.

Toby was a terrifyingly powerful man. Even if Sonia wanted to save Titus, she couldn't do anything if Toby forbade it. No. No, I can't let this happen. I need her to save Dad. She glared at Toby with anger, fury, and a plea in her eyes. "You can't do this. He's Miss Reed's father. He's your wife's father and your father-in-law. You can't do that to him! Don't you have a heart?"

"I can ask your father the same question," Toby interjected with a frown. "Titus and Henry used to be the best of friends. I bet you didn't know that."

Taylor froze. "What?" They used to be the best of friends? Impossible.

She didn't believe it. If they were friends, then what happened to them? What turned them into enemies? What is the truth behind this?

Taylor had no idea about the whole story and her mind was in turmoil.