My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 225

Sophia couldn’t figure out what had made Nathan suddenly behave like a spoiled brat. After wrecking Stanley’s mechanical keyboard and figurines last time, he stripped Stanley’s pet cat bald this time.

With that, he had gotten into trouble twice in a row, which didn’t seem like a good sign at all; Nathan came from an incredibly distinguished background in the first place. Now that he had begun misbehaving recklessly at such a young age, who knew what he would do when he grew up?

As Nathan’s stepmother, Sophia felt hugely responsible for what he had done. How could she be worthy of the trust that Nathan’s dad had put in her if Nathan grew up into a spoiled brat because of her overindulgence?

The night after they went home, Sophia video-called Michael while applying her facial mask when she told him about the two troubles Nathan had gotten himself into.

Nathan was eavesdropping outside the door when he heard Sophia worriedly talking about the two incidents. At last, she concluded, “What Nathan has done this time is terribly wrong, and he is showing tendencies of growing up into a spoiled brat. We can’t let him go on like this!”

Michael pondered seriously for a moment on the other end before he said in a grave tone, “You’re right—kids shouldn’t misbehave like this. How can he make trouble as he pleases while being a guest at somebody’s home? Not only that, he also spoiled something so valuable! We can’t let him go on like that.”

He then continued, “Now that he’s broken the husky’s leg this time, he might start hitting other people in the future! Just beat the hell out of him; he’ll stop making trouble next time once he learns his lesson.”

Nathan, who had just celebrated his sixth birthday, experienced the pain of being betrayed by his closest kin for the first time. Everything is just part of his trick! he thought to himself.

After some discussion with Michael, Sophia decided that she couldn’t leave this incident like that. She would make Nathan apologize to Stanley and give him some money as compensation. After all, both Nathan and Stanley were Fletchers, so things would be awkward between them if this incident remained unresolved.

Nathan was seething as Sophia marched him off to Stanley’s place to get him to apologize to Stanley.

 

Stanley was delighted for a moment when he learned that Sophia was coming, but when he heard that Nathan was coming as well, he immediately hid his pet cat and dog away out of fright.

His pet dog ended up breaking its leg after being chased by Nathan; it had to have its leg suspended in traction like him. Even his pet cat had been stripped bald because of the boy!

 

Still, Stanley decided to forgive Nathan for Sophia’s sake, but he would never let Nathan hurt his darling little pets again. After hanging up on Sophia, he said to his nanny, “Auntie, please bring me my walking stick. I want to go for a walk outside with Judge.”

got its name from ‘the Blade of Judgment,’ a godly weapon in the

games with

had graduated from the same high school. Stanley joined the army right after his college entrance exam, whereas Sean went overseas to recuperate from

his illness and just returned from overseas. The two of

not needing it with his current haircut. He then asked,

glanced at him and smiled before answering,

left home with the aid of his stick while

with Nathan. As they headed to Stanley’s place, she urged Nathan, “Darling,

his head hung

Michael. He had been so preoccupied with helping Michael that he failed to notice he had turned from a well-behaved kid to a spoiled brat in

he also changed their meeting

the GPS location Stanley had sent her and found Stanley, his pet dog, and

over the years. Its spacious courtyard was filled with lush greenery. The trees in the garden were planted many years ago, and they gave off an intriguing air of history after being well-tended over the

with its long history as it lay bathed in the

aged men and women could be

of old men when Sophia found him. After a fierce battle, he was driven into a corner by his ferocious opponent, causing him to flush and scratch his

across from Stanley was a grey-haired old man with a grey beard. Even though he was old, he was young in spirit;

men were standing behind the grey-haired old

With that, the eyes of the old man sitting

He lost again!

said, “I’m not going to play chess with you anymore; it’s

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