My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 233

Maria had no idea why her boss knew there was a bowl of soup in the fridge; not only did he ask for the soup as soon as he came home, he didn’t eat the eels as well.

Sophia blushed with embarrassment, for she didn’t expect Michael to drink up the chicken soup that she had made very carelessly. After all, her cooking wasn’t as good as an experienced chef’s. God knew what Michael would say about it!

However, the fact that her Lord had actually eaten the food she made filled Sophia with some satisfaction. After eating something that she had found in the kitchen, she washed herself up and went to sleep.

Nathan was already asleep when she reached home. Unlike Sophia, he was in no mood to become a fanboy.

Sophia slept in the main bedroom that night, and the thought that she was about to sleep together with her Lord made her feel a little excited.

She kept rolling in bed as her mind was preoccupied with the way Michael looked when he showed up at the airport on this day, especially his cold black suit and cool sunglasses. He looked enigmatic in his black suit, and every corner of his face was so sharp and mysterious. He was really very handsome!

However, he wouldn’t be hers no matter how handsome he was, for she was too insignificant compared to the thousands of beauties in his harem!

Sophia wanted to give her body and soul to him, yet she feared that she would come to regret the decision.

Why did she have to fall in love with Michael of all people? Not only did she have love rivals worldwide, but most of them were males!

Sophia felt that she would definitely come to regret it, but on second thought, it would be a waste not to sleep with her Lord now that he had given her the opportunity…

 

Since she was exhausted during the day, it took only a while of indecision before she began feeling sleepy. Suddenly, the door opened, and Nathan sneaked inside and wormed his way under her blanket. Despite being half asleep, Sophia subconsciously reached out her arms and hugged him before saying, “Dear son, you’re six years old already; you can’t sleep together with me anymore.”

Nathan burrowed himself into her arms and said, “I’m scared.”

 

When Michael finished taking care of his stuff and went back to his bedroom, he didn’t see his pretty young wife waiting for him as expected, for Sophia had fallen asleep a long time ago. After all, it was time for her to take some rest after having worn herself out. Not only had she attended lectures in the morning, she also spent the entire afternoon waiting at the airport before having dinner and singing karaoke with a bunch of people that night.

He glared fiercely at Nathan—who was sharing a pillow with Sophia—with a look of displeasure. “How many times have I said it already? Don’t sleep with my wife!”

Nathan clutched at Sophia’s arm and refuted, “So what? I want to sleep with your wife!”

added with the back of his head facing Michael, “I’m a spoiled brat! A spoiled brat is

head and smiled. What a bad temper this little

Nathan’s head before

in a muffled voice, “No, it’s not

was still talking to Michael meant that he wasn’t mad at all, for he would have cold-shouldered Michael for about half a month if he

was truly physically draining, for Sophia slept very soundly; it was already 9 a.m.

alarm clock at one side. To her horror, she found that this day was Friday, and she had lectures that

I’m going

brushing her teeth

the news on

Sophia dashed into the dining room and picked up a piece of bread before dashing out while saying, “I’m late! We’re late, Nate— hurry up

that it was drizzling outside. As a gust of

her while holding an umbrella, saying, “Oh, Madam—where are you going in

of bread in her mouth.

tilted her head to one side and said, “But today is Ancestors’ Day, so all schools and universities in the country

occurred to her that it was Ancestors’ Day, a day that came with a three-day public

and walked to the door. “Since you’re ready, why

Sophia simply responded, “Huh?”

the cold and black cars burst through the silk-like

indeed true that it would always drizzle thick and fast on

graveyards on Ancestors’ Day. Moreover, the road was slippery due to the rain, so they were stuck in a traffic jam after leaving the highway; it was

into the suburbs before heading toward the public cemetery. Michael was silent throughout the

since they were going to

Memorial Garden to visit the graves of his ancestors. The Fletcher Family had many members who died as

time since many memorial ceremonies would be held there

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