My Dreamy Old Husband

Harry, Daniel, and Michael had been best of friends for a long time. They were so close that they wouldn’t think twice when they spoke to each other.

Right after spurting nonsense, Harry suddenly realized that Michael was married, and even though his wife was very young, it was a formal marriage. Hence, he quickly explained, “Mrs. Fletcher, please don’t be mistaken. Michael is sometimes slightly psycho, but in general, he is a decent man.”

Sophia was so surprised that she was about to burst into tears. She was now absolutely sure that Michael was a psychopath. He is absolutely a super crazy psychopath!

Whoever stays with him is extremely unlucky!

Daniel knew that Michael, the old virgin, was about to finally get lucky, so he got up and held his office bag. “I’m leaving so that I won’t interrupt your ‘business’.”

Harry, however, didn’t want to leave. “I’m not leaving. You are finally waving goodbye to your virginity after so long. We should celebrate such a historical moment. I’ve even prepared fireworks—”

“Get lost!”

Michael put Sophia down and chased them away personally. In fact, he was just sending them off.

Before Harry was chased out of the house, he managed to say loudly, “Mrs. Fletcher, you have to hang in there tonight! Don’t be like the previous two of them—”

“Shut up!”

Michael had a special background. It seemed like someone didn’t want him to become even more powerful by marrying someone of equal background—both of his ex-fiancées had met unfortunate accidents. One accidentally sustained an injury to her head and lost her memories after she woke up and forgot Michael.

The other was involved in an accident right after getting engaged to him, and she almost lost her life.

Because of these incidents, there were rumors that Michael was cursed with ill fate, and that whoever married him would suffer bad luck. Since then, he was notorious for being a wife-jinxer, so he only married when he was 31.

Harry had never believed in such superstitious rumors, so it became a joke among the three of them. Whenever Michael spoke to a woman, Harry would be waiting to see how long it would take for the bad luck to land on her.

unlucky, Harry would deliberately do something to them to fortify the rumor. It had become a joke

his life would

was joking about this, he had forgotten that Sophia had no idea how they would usually joke around. She

around with two

rough value. Perhaps ‘two’ doesn’t just mean two, but a

couch with a dead look on her face as a chill ran down her spine. She seemed to feel an eerie cloud of darkness engulfing this well-decorated villa. Perhaps they were ghosts of the women who felt

no. My good days

poor, so she did not know how the rich entertained themselves, and she had no idea about the psycho stuff that the elite circle would do in Bayside City. However, she knew that the

million in my bank card,

still sitting on the couch. The wine just now had taken its effect

and she had never cheated on him. For the past year, she had been studying hard.

had to teach Sophia a good lesson to show her that he was

his smile and pulled a long face deliberately. “Why

a dead look on her face, Sophia dragged her feet

day fit for a celebration, so

of the food even though the raw materials were shipped from Cethos and made by proper Cethos chefs. It still tasted

exotic animals to satisfy his cravings, but eels would have to be kept in a tank for a

already prepared them a few days in advance, knowing that you love them. They are in the pond, and

but he was still worried; he had to see them with his own

who was still on the spiral staircase, heard the keywords—‘eels’, ‘thick’,

almost couldn’t catch

psycho, but she didn’t think

the elite circle in Bayside

he uses that on me,