My Dreamy Old Husband

Michael was speechless to the max. He had been hiding behind Sophia for a long while, watching her watch the movie. However, he didn’t expect her to be so frightened.

Well, what can I do? My acting skills are superb!

He had been in the acting industry for many years. Throughout his career, he had portrayed countless classic roles. He once played the role of a domestically abusive man. From then on, his stage photos were used in all awareness programs advocating against domestic violence.

On another occasion, he once acted as an effeminate man. After that, his face was plastered across any news reports involving effeminate men.

It took Sophia two seconds to return to her senses. Then, she realized that this man was Michael himself and not the perverted serial killer he had acted as. Thus, she anxiously patted her chest. “Hubby, w-why are you here?”

If it wasn’t for the menstrual pads I was using, I would have peed myself!

He had portrayed the perverted serial killer so vividly that she was no longer able to forget it. Even now, her eyes were filled with fear as she gazed at him—terrified that he was going to dismember her.

Michael didn’t say anything and dove straight in for a long, dreamy kiss!

Nathan stood beside the bed, expressionlessly watching the two people kissing passionately on the bed. Then, he squeezed the little frog in his hands hard, and it made an earth-shattering croaking sound. He wanted to indicate his presence to them and remind them that there was a child here. Control yourselves! Control yourselves!

Meanwhile, Stanley, who was next door, came running after being surprised by Sophia’s scream from before. He hammered at her door with all his might. “Sophia, why did you scream?”

Sophia was trying her best to rescue her tongue from Michael’s mouth; she really had no time to respond to Stanley. Then, he began hammering against her door with increasing urgency. Thus, she could only loudly reply, “I saw a cockroach!'
 

After hearing her reply, he made a non-committal grunt in reply. Recalling the conversation they had just now, he reminded her before leaving, “You must not fall in love with my uncle! You must not!”

His reminder nearly scared her to death. That idiotic Stan; just what weird stuff is he saying?! What if Michael heard it? I won’t live to see another day!

must have heard it too. He asked, “What

that your idol aura is too strong. He doesn’t want me to fall in love with you because it will end badly for me

under her chin and

amazing and she was securely caught in his aura. Then,

Do I like him?

matter what

vain. He leaned his face in and gently kissed her charming

as she was before. Besides, she was on her period today. So, she didn’t need to worry about him trying to

terrible! Although he was the first person she had ever

my tongue about wildly! It’s making my tongue

rumors swirled around claiming that Michael rarely shot kissing scenes. Even if he did have a kissing or sex scene, it was done by a stand-in or a reserved actor. It was rumored that he never acted in

one and only sex scene he had acted in was with that female actress who jumped off a building out of

strange curse. Any female actress who was in intimate scenes with him would either die, become crippled, or get blacklisted

curse of his, he was enveloped in another layer of mystery that other actors did not have.

exposure and attract fans. On the other hand, Michael relied on his wife-jinxing curse to attract fans. Moreover, his fans knew that they could never be with their Lord,

stared at the two people hugging each other on the bed like a pair of magnets. Then, he fiercely squeezed the little frog

the two of them did not react to the sound and continued to be immersed in their own little

her mind went blank. Then, she gradually sank into a brand-new state of mind. By then, she had lost all ability to

consecutively squeezing his little frog in protest. Croak! Croak!

the two lumps of magnets on the bed

became so furious that he spun around and continued playing his video game. Additionally, he turned up the volume of his game until it was very loud. Still, he couldn’t disturb those two. He played his game for a while, then turned back to look at them—they were

his game for a while. When he turned back to look at them again, they were still stuck firmly to each other, seemingly

he was so angry that he climbed onto the bed, widened his eyes