My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 102

Sophia was hungry from all the running, so she found some snacks to munch on. She then brushed her teeth and took a bath before heading off to bed. Just before sleeping, she put Nathan and her clothes into the washing machine for a wash and dry.

The room she was in was not like a confinement room at all, but more like a clean bed and breakfast. Everything would just be perfect if there was WiFi.

Sophia tossed and turned on the bed. The sheets were brand new, and they seemed to have been newly washed, with a hint of lemon mixed with sunshine.

She turned over and looked at Nathan who was fast asleep beside her. He had been with her all day and was worn out; it was time to rest.

Today’s good treatment was all because of this little angel here!

Sophia was tired after the day she had, and she fell asleep as soon as she turned over.

Little did she know that she would become famous overnight, successfully becoming one of the most famous freshmen from Bayside University. During the night, her heroic deeds spread like wildfire in the barracks, and there was not a soul who did not know of her.

For Sophia, she finished her run and was greeted by hot water, air conditioning, and a cute little boy with snacks who waited for her. Meanwhile, the other couple did not have it as easy.

Xyla cried while running, and fell down from time to time. She kneeled on the ground, not wanting to get up. The others spent half an hour to run three kilometers, but she ran for more than two hours, all the while being dragged by Richard.

After running, Xyla felt exhausted. The minute she reached the finishing line, she collapsed on the spot. This time, she was not putting on a farce, but was really weak with exhaustion!

 

Richard was also starting to get impatient.

The military training had nothing to do with him, and he only came to the barracks just for Kayla and Xyla.

These two were really daft, always depending on him and not able to do anything properly by themselves.

time and were constantly dragging him down. It was all because of these two that he had to go

was, he had to endure. But Xyla was not his sister, and he vented his anger on

along now. He had used up all his energy after the run, and Xyla

to leave Xyla there, but she was Young Mistress Huff

Xyla in tow, an impatient expression on his face the whole time. At

seemed to

they were, she always took care of him, and he

was not feminine. Xyla, in comparison, was very feminine. She would ask him to buy drinks for them, thereafter pouting her lips

now, he found the responsibility

leisurely and urged from time to time, “Move it, move it! Even

stayed quiet as he dragged Xyla along, much like one would a dead dog. He recalled seeing

letting me worry. When he was a senior, she used to

on the other hand, was just like his daughter—naïve to the point of stupidity, and was always laughed at by others. She was so weak that he had to always break her disposable

as Richard helped her to the confinement room. Her face was swollen like a pig, with snot, tears and saliva rolling down

good as Sophia’s. It was a small room, barely three meters wide. There was a musty smell in the air, and a

the electricity could trip any time. Besides the single bed, there

room was separate. He placed her on the bed, and was about to turn

one person to be in the

he put Xyla down, she started to

won’t leave,” Richard

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