Fell Into His Love Trap (Skylar and Tobias)

Chapter 107

Tobias was the perfect illustration of the charm time bestowed on men. He was like a vintage wine which,

without having the need to taste and only by whiffing, made one hopelessly tipsy.

Skylar mocked herself. I’m indeed a shallow woman who judges a man by his looks and worse, I’m

admiring him as if I’m appreciating a piece of artwork!

After getting to know that Tobias would not get married, the greed within her mind started surfacing and

creating some indeterminate ripples even though she knew all too well that one would be beyond

redemption for falling in love with such a man.

Tobias could feel the gaze from behind him so he turned around and found Skylar.

Her face was still as white as a sheet. However, she looked much energized and the usual she who liked

to talk back to him had returned.

Tobias hung up the call even before his secretary finished reporting to him.

“Why don’t you sleep more? You need more rest to recuperate.”

Skylar put on a bright smile on her pallid face. “Do you also rest when you’re sick?”

With his eyebrows furrowed, Tobias answered placidly, “I can’t remember. I think so.”

A faint smile appeared on Skylar’s face. How can anyone forget something like this?

Tobias reached out and put his palm on Skylar’s forehead. It was cool.

“That’s one of the perks of being youthful — a speedy recovery. I’m going out. You rest well at home and

don’t need to hurry back to school. I’ve applied for sick leave for you.”

There was tenderness in Skylar’s eyes. She could still remember clearly what happened last night.

Rubbing her eyes, she asked in an innocent tone, “Where are you going?”

Tobias raised his arm and run it down Skylar’s cheek gently. This little girl has improved. She has even

learned to ask about his whereabouts!

“I’m going to the company and then to Wesley’s.”

With a brief gaze at Tobias, Skylar yawned and then replied, “Forget it. I’ll ask for the money myself. Just Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

proceed with your business.”

Tobias snorted. Skylar can be overly confident sometimes. If she has this ability, she wouldn’t have been

pestered by others.

“Why are you treating me so well?” Skylar called out to Tobias who was preparing to leave.

After a brief pause, Tobias eventually smiled and replied, “I have a sudden impulse to get into a romantic

relationship. I’ve never had one before!”

Skylar only regarded it as some made-up story. He even has a fiancée! How could he have not been in

any romantic relationship before?

He must have never really loved any woman and only learned to lead them straight to his bed. And she

was one of them.

Skylar received a notice for an audition. Daryl Williams would be coming to her school for casting.

She didn’t quite believe that such a fortune would come her way.

“How long will you be staying over here?” Holding the mop, Laura was looking at her indifferently.

Skylar put away her phone and leaned back on the sofa as she yawned. “Who knows? Why? Have I

been an impediment for you to bring your friends over and have fun? You can treat me as if I don’t exist

though.”

Laura’s real intention was exposed. She didn’t want to entertain some unidentified woman with an

unknown background either.

If I have the chance to meet Ms. Hanson, I would be sure to list all the despicable deeds committed by

this woman.

How can a wicked home wrecker compare to the legitimate fiancée of Tobias?

Tobias did not return for lunch. Looking at the oatmeal on the table, Skylar threw the spoon into her bowl,

splattering the oatmeal all over the table.

She had not much of an appetite. She had a sore throat and everything felt tasteless in her mouth. She

didn’t want to eat something so bland.

Laura squinted at her and said, “This is specially made for a patient like you. Sick people should eat

unseasoned food.”

Skylar asked her, “Is there any canned food? I want to eat something like that. When I was sick in the

past, my grandma used to buy me tins of peach slices.”

Laura answered impatiently, “No. Mr. Ford asked me to take care of you and serve you personally so I’m

not supposed to leave. If you want to eat it so much, you can order food delivery.”