My Dreamy Old Husband

Sophia’s mouth fell open. She had been to the barracks’ infirmary, and it was well equipped to even conduct minor operations. If the infirmary couldn’t handle it, then it must be a serious injury.

Stunned, she asked, “That serious?”

The lieutenant nodded. “Well, your punch managed to dislocate her nose that had undergone plastic surgery. We really aren’t equipped for this, so we had to send her to a specialized plastic surgery hospital. If we delay any longer, her face will be disfigured.”

Sophie was speechless. It turned out that Faye’s entire face had undergone plastic surgery, and it was filled with hyaluronic acid and prosthesis. Unfortunately for Faye, Sophia’s punch had dislocated the prosthesis in the nose.

Even after understanding what had taken place, Sophia still had lingering fears. The lieutenant continued, “I will take you to the new barracks. After you have unpacked your things, you will train according to your usual schedule. Your training location is now on the special training field behind me.” Sophia then followed him to the new barracks.

There was a row of bungalows, with one room per person. Her room was a standard single room and could not compare to Bayside University’s student dormitory, but it was much better than the large barracks she used to live in. At least she now had a room to herself, with an en-suite bathroom, air-conditioning and a TV.

After Sophia settled down, she immediately went to the Third Canteen to eat; those in the Superb Company had their meals here. There were many canteens in the military camp, and the Third Canteen is the legendary high-level canteen, for it was where the officers in the army ate.

The atmosphere here was different from the student canteen—very quiet with no one talking. What they ate was a real battle meal, and they usually finished within a few minutes. There were not many people in the canteen, and Sophia immediately spotted her cute little boy.

The seat beside Nathan was empty, and a meal was already set, with a big special-made chicken drumstick dripping with oil. It was obvious that the meal was prepared for her. Sophia ran toward it happily and ruffled Nathan’s head while saying, “Such a good boy, preparing a meal for me!”

then sighed and said, “The food in this canteen is much better than the food in other canteens!” Sophia gobbled it up, but after a few bites, she

her in horror. Sophia continued to eat, absorbing everyone’s reactions the whole time.

hairs on her nape standing, thereupon a cold

jumped in fear, and immediately stood up and gave a military salute. Joel looked at her blankly and nodded. He had put his food down and went to get some soup. Little did he know that someone would finish his meal by the time

in Joel’s hand and then at the meal she was eating, as well as a man’s

embarrassing—I don’t know you” look on his face. It was only

lightning, she stood there not knowing what to do. The special-made chicken thigh piece was still in her mouth, and it was too big to

spit it back out for him, can I? As her mind whirled with these

both of them just stood there looking at each other, and the atmosphere was filled with awkwardness. Joel didn’t call Sophia out, and she, too, pretended that she didn’t know that it was his food. One was standing upright, and another was holding the soup bowl,

seconds, and it was Joel who broke the silence in the end. He looked at the chicken thigh that had been gnawed by Sophia, and said in a serious tone that held a trace of helplessness,

answered

the chicken thigh in a few bites. After putting down his soup, Joel went to get another meal. The students seated at this table were all from

front of Sophia. She pretended to ignore him and continued to eat, her face bent low. After finishing her meal, she wiped her mouth and left hurriedly, for fear of being punished

opposite him. He had been the general for quite some time, and it was so

out laughing. He clutched

but couldn’t resist smiling. It was probably because his special-made chicken thigh was eaten