My Dreamy Old Husband

Nathan somehow found a floor mat as he came over and sat on it, holding a slice of watermelon in each hand. Next to him was half a watermelon wrapped in a plastic wrap that Sophia had selected herself on the previous day.

The watermelon looked fresh and sweet, and she could imagine it being as cold as a smoothie, melting right in her mouth when she bit into it; just the mere imagination of it had Sophia almost drooling as she looked at him.

A company was doing laps and when they passed by Nathan, everyone looked over as the drill instructor waved his belt and said, “Look at you. You look as if you’re as hungry as a bear!”

Although Sophia’s leg was injured, she performed really well. She was a quick learner and excelled in every formation, so halfway through the training, Commander Ford gave her a break.

All eyes on the training field were on her and her watermelon, and the watermelon had never looked so appealing and delicious.

It was ten thirty in the morning and the students who had trained all morning finally got a twenty minutes break. All of them flocked to the huge umbrella that was set up by their respective seniors and teachers to hide from the sun, and drank water.

Company 45 to Company 50 belonged to the Second Battalion, and the students from the Second Battalion were all from the School of Economics and Business Administration, which was led by Quinton Clark.

The troop ran toward Quinton for water, as he had prepared a large container of ice water in advance. In that moment, every single one of them—regardless of whether they came from rich or poor families—downed the water; they never realized that a small bottle of water could taste so nice.

Everyone was resting under the shade, drinking water and fanning themselves. After quenching their thirst, they looked at Sophia and Nathan eagerly who was eating the watermelon; they really wanted the watermelon themselves, but they were afraid to ask because they were shy, and they felt their relationship with Sophia wasn’t that close.

The look of the two eating watermelons attracted a lot of attention.

Finally, someone built up the courage to ask Sophia for a piece of watermelon.

as he walked over slowly. He majored in financial management, and he was the leader of the School of Financial

Richard brought along Xyla and Kayla to

some of your watermelon with us?” Richard sounded sincere, but the words seemed to

Hence, the expression on his handsome face was replaced with sullenness, and the edges of his sharp jawline were covered with a

uncomfortable at the moment. He was too embarrassed to ask, but he really wanted to have a piece of the

be willing to share it

that moment, everyone was watching them from the side, guessing if Sophia would give him a

thought Sophia loved Richard deeply. Someone probably spread the rumor intentionally, so the love triangle between Sophia, Richard and Xyla had become everyone’s

be separated because of her status. Although the Prince had already found his Princess, his love toward Cinderella remained. However, Cinderella, who was abandoned, began to take revenge angrily, and she had thought of everything to get her sweet vengeance on the Prince. Nevertheless, she couldn’t let go of her love toward the Prince,

was the perfect timing for Cinderella to impress the Prince! Would

tightly, as he was determined to not let Sophia give it to

of everyone, and said, “I’m sorry. This is not my watermelon. You may ask the handsome boy

kindness in Sophia’s smile and his heart softened. He knew she was his girl; no matter how

more than anything. Sophia is so much in love with Richard, so she will

same too. Although she thought asking a piece of watermelon from Sophia was very embarrassing, she was extremely thirsty

was already bending over and asking Nathan sincerely, “Hi,

do you want? Don’t even think about it!” Nathan ‘protected’ the watermelon

chapped lips and feeling impatient, but he remained elegant and

was the youngest student in that year to join the military, so the barracks gave him special care. The piece of watermelon in his hands had become the centre of attention, and in order to get a piece of it, Richard had to pretend to smile. “Boy, I