Fell Into His Love Trap (Skylar and Tobias)
Chapter 137

"I didn't say we couldn't get back together, did I? Are you here to see me off?" Skylar countered in a flat tone.

Anxious, Thomas glanced at Tobias, who was sitting in the car. Although he muttered a yes to Skylar's question, his feet had already taken him to Tobias' car.

Tobias raised his eyes to give Thomas a cursory glance. He couldn't be bothered with customary pleasantries and maintained his indifferent expression without uttering a word.

"Mr. Ford, I'm sure you haven't had anything to eat yet. Would you like to come in for a meal?" Thomas plastered a flattering smile on his face.

Skylar never thought that someone as cold-hearted and unfeeling as Thomas was capable of having that expression.

"No need," Tobias responded tersely.

Skylar skirted past Thomas and hopped into the front passenger seat, urging Tobias, "Let's go. I couldn't stomach anything here, so I'm hungry now."

Tobias' eyes flicked toward Skylar, clearly sensing the sour mood she was in, and surmised that the Joneses must have mistreated her. I clearly told her not to come, but she didn't listen to me. This woman really has a knack for tormenting herself.

It wasn't easy for Thomas to get an audience with Tobias. The other time when his precious daughter was bullied by Tobias, he had waited at the hotel lobby for a whole night before getting the chance to see Tobias. Now, he greatly regretted his actions and cursed at himself for letting his anger get the best of him.

Otherwise, he could have made a better impression on Tobias.

Thomas grabbed the door, preventing Tobias from closing it. "Mr. Ford, can you spare me ten minutes? I need your help with something."

Tobias glanced at Skylar, letting her make the decision.

Pursing her lips, she declared, "Let's go. I don't want to be here a second longer."

Thomas was boiling with frustration, cursing at Skylar silently for being ungrateful and not knowing her place. How dare she act all snobbish with me right now? Has she forgotten how pathetic she was when she came here asking me for money to pay her school fees?

Before Skylar attended high school, she needed thirty thousand for her school fees. Her grandmother couldn't afford it, so she told Skylar to come over and ask him for money.

Thirty thousand was nothing to him, but he still hadn't wanted to give it to her. Since he had already divorced Miranda, he considered the child as hers and wanted to cut ties with her for good.

Furthermore, Skylar's birth was an accident. Miranda was the one who begged him to keep the baby.

Nevertheless, Thomas recomposed himself and started to play the pity card, wearing a dejected look on his face. "Just come in and sit for a while. Please be understanding."

Skylar thought she was hallucinating when she heard the plea in his tone.

Tobias pondered over it for a while. If he didn't give Thomas a chance now, Thomas would definitely continue pestering Skylar, so he figured that he might as well make things clear between them once and for all.

With that, Tobias killed the engine and stubbed out his barely smoked cigarette before getting out of his car.

However, Skylar remained seated in the front and grabbed Tobias' arm. In a gentle voice, he coaxed away the gloom on Skylar's face. "Be a good girl. Come down with me, hmm?"

This scene was deeply embedded into Thomas' mind. The ruthless and strong-willed CEO, Tobias Ford, was actually so protective of Skylar and treated her so gently.

Thereafter, Skylar followed Tobias out of the car without protest as though she was possessed.

Just then, Tobias' phone rang. Skylar was accustomed to Tobias' busy schedule and had grown used to his long conversations over the phone. She also knew that he would sometimes speak in a foreign language.

Skylar went into the house first. When the servant saw her come back, she picked out the shoe covers from the trash bin and handed them to her.

Tobias, who came in after Skylar, saw the whole scene. While his chiseled face remained expressionless, there was an ominous gleam in his eyes. "Is this how your family treats guests?" His frosty voice could probably form icicles.