My Dreamy Old Husband

After chatting for a while, the back of Sophia’s shirt was soaked with sweat.

I can’t go on hanging out with these important people. I’ll end up dying from shock sooner or later!

After a short pause, Joel continued, “Michael has left the Fletcher Family for many years. He has never attended any of the family gatherings. What has he been busy with lately?”

Ideas flashed through Sophia’s mind swiftly at this critical moment. She tried carefully analyzing what he was implying because she didn’t want to miss any detail.

Besides, it is a form of intimidation too—‘If you are able to answer me in detail, it means that you, the mistress, are showing off your relationship with Michael! I’ll destroy you anyway!’

In conclusion, Joel is trying to destroy me! I can’t help it since I’m the wife of the man he loves!

Sophia answered wittily, “I’m not quite sure, because I’m usually looking after the child at home. I honestly have no idea what Michael does when he’s not at home.”

I am truly a responsible and dutiful nanny! Michael married me just to make sure Nate has a complete family! He honestly does not love me at all. You should destroy Harry if you need to vent your frustrations! Out of Michael’s harem, Harry is the favored concubine. I am merely the legal wife for show without real power!

Joel kept quiet once again.

Michael’s actions so far is proof that this girl means the world to him. He is unexpectedly very caring toward her. However, why does it sound as if Sophia doesn’t think so? Am I mistaken? Could it be possible that Sophia isn’t in love with Michael, and he is merely flattering himself? I am always interested in whatever Michael is interested in, and that includes military ranking, status and women. What I care about is how to take over Michael’s possessions! He can’t possibly blame me for making a move to snatch this girl away from him if he truly cares about this young girl. Michael has himself to blame, since he is such an outstanding man. I’m always treated as second best within our generation in the Fletcher Family thanks to him. Being second best only means that I am the biggest loser!

More often than not, men had completely different perspectives and outlook than women. At that moment, Sophia was screaming in her heart, Saint Mary, save me; Jesus, protect me; May God have mercy on me; angels, guard over me; Almighty Buddha, Amitabha, Amen! I truly have no interests in participating with these bigshots’ love-hate relationship! Please set me free and let me go!

Michael only fancies men; he doesn’t fancy women! Please don’t take it out on me!

Sophia was unaware that soldiers were currently

bowtie. He brought a bottle of red wine with him, and he looked especially like a gentleman showing up for a date. Harry and Nathan, who was wearing a dinner jacket, were

all dressed up brilliantly, as

and

building are allowed to leave; no one

pointed at the three

seem scared at all; in fact, even Nathan was

casually while asking the soldier, “Hasn’t it been agreed that I’m having dinner tonight with the person from the military training who won the Best Individual award? Do you regret it now? You should know that I charge an exorbitant fee for showing

rejected him firmly, “I’m sorry, but no one is allowed

he was the direct descendent of the Fletchers. Furthermore, he was from a long line of fallen heroes, and so the soldiers wouldn’t

instead, he took out a slingshot from his pocket and pulled the elastic band taut. After that, a stone

into battle within the first three minutes—might happen to ease

so shocked that she placed her fork down

down without rushing, and he stood up before walking to the window. His expression soured when he observed the

is it?” Sophia approached the window carefully. She was astounded when

fully-equipped special forces surrounded three

Sophia cried

truly typical. When women disagree with each other,

Michael and Joel?! Why would they hurt each other while dragging innocent

of them love each other, but they are trying to hurt each other. It is clear that they are in

my mind! But