My Dreamy Old Husband

Curse it all! Even I had never gotten to kiss Sophia. How dare this loser touch my girl! Richard thought.

Much to his surprise, Xyla stopped him in the middle of his charge. “Richard, don’t! Don’t do it! Sophia is now dating Stanley. It’s not the time for us to tear her apart!”

Richard did his best to clamp down on the rage boiling inside. He felt as though his life was crumbling apart. He never expected his own woman would kiss another man in front of him! He felt absolutely betrayed in that instant.

Xyla eyed the furious Richard and Sophia, who had been ‘caught in the act’. Schadenfreude danced in her eyes.

Sophia, let’s just see how you’re going to seduce Richard in the future!

Sophia’s heart jumped in surprise when she caught sight of Richard glaring mutinously at her as she was kissing Michael passionately.

Oh, that look in his eyes! While she didn’t mind it, she had no interest in acting out a kiss in front of her ex-boyfriend. Besides, she was kissing Michael; it was better for this to be done at home behind closed doors.

She pushed Michael lightly. “Hubby, I’m hungry. Let’s go home.”

Michael pecked her on her lips lovingly. “Sure.”

That moment he lowered his head was practically a moment when he oozed pure handsomeness with nothing else; such perfectly defined lines with an extraordinary beauty and mysteriousness!

Sophia’s face burned. She then took Nathan’s hand and headed outside with Michael.

‘Stanley’ smiled and chatted before leaving right from his sight. ‘Stanley’ even had an arm wrapped around Sophia’s shoulders. The two of them were no different from any couple on campus. The only thing that differed was the little third wheel walking next to them. Richard’s face turned purple from anger as he watched this ‘family of three’. The

this. She pulled on Richard’s arm and consoled him. “Richard, don’t be mad. Let’s all get along now. It’s lucky that you found out

won’t tear her to pieces for

kick her ruthlessly

weird message to her again, for example, ‘Sophia, I never thought that you’re that kind of person.’ Or maybe

the contrary, Richard had sent this instead. ‘Sophia, I had miscalculated during today’s match. I hadn’t expected

me? Sophia had a vague idea of Richard’s scheming. They were probably waiting for her, ‘Joel’s mistress’, to whisper in Joel’s ear and figure out a way to marry

the Harpers and the Fletchers would be united. The Harpers would probably be sharpening their knives

hadn’t done anything like that before. In the past, she had stayed up overnight helping him with the homework that he hadn’t gotten right. She had then sacrificed her rest to

had in mind when

looks. Sometimes, the difference between people was even greater than

as she thought, others had posted pictures from the basketball match earlier. Michael had been the subject in all of the shots. There were a good number of high quality

Michael maintain his good looks all these years? He was already in his thirties, yet that skin of his was exactly the same as a young lad in his late teens. It was so dewy that one could practically

could be like him when she

husband’s otherworldly looks through her computer screen. Michael deliberately walked in front of her, clad in just a pair of boxers. She then immediately switched off her computer and pretended to study seriously. Her eyes followed that sturdy body for a long while until the bathroom door interrupted her line of sight. It was only then that she retracted her gaze, but her mind kept conjuring up weird thoughts,

many gay friends, she felt that

absurdly beautiful or anything. There were many more ladies who were prettier and wealthier than she was, and Michael had been showbiz for years. The number of gorgeous women he had met had to outnumber all the meals she had

other reason. At any rate, he hadn’t done

which kindergarten that their child would be sent to, and the next moment she would be wondering the type

people were asking