My Dreamy Old Husband

The sky had turned dark as Sophia was playing chess at the military compound. It was already nine o’clock when the old man was finally convinced. He let Sophia go and agreed for another game on the next day.

After the game, the old man instructed Stanley, “Stan, it’s dark now. Quickly, send them home!”

Stanley was happy to take the order. The three walked out of the military compound, with Stanley limping all the way.

Stanley was actively trying to get close to Sophia and thought of various topics to talk about.

“Are you coming to see me at my competition or not?”

“I am going to Deutsche to look for the world’s best keyboard manufacturer to customize two keyboards. Do you want one? I can find the best designer to design one for you!”

Sophia maintained her usual cold attitude and replied curtly, “No, thanks. I don’t feel like going, and I don’t need it.”

As they walked to the compound gate, they saw a car stopped at the door. Joel and Irene were getting out of the car. They seemed to have just come home from a date, and they were dressed formally. The man was really handsome and the woman was really beautiful; they were a perfect match. Irene was holding a bouquet of roses which complemented her delicate features.

However, Joel had a straight face as usual. His expression was constantly frosty regardless of his emotions, happy or sad.

Upon seeing Joel and Irene, Stanley greeted them affectionately. “Hey! Uncle, Irene! I thought you went dating? Why are you home so soon?”

Irene covered her mouth and smiled. Her delicate skin was extremely smooth and flawless, while the healthy glow on her complexion only added to her beauty. “We’re an old couple now. What do you mean dating? We only went out for a meal and came back afterward.”

Joel did not speak as he walked forward.

Sophia greeted them. “Good evening, General, Mrs. Fletcher!”

Joel nodded at Sophia.

head and smiled. “Mrs. Fletcher? You are the wife of Joel’s brother, so you should just call

to her and said, “Good

the two parties left in different

looked solemn all the way, as if he

the shadows of the leaves, feeling the humid and slightly cold air. Irene walked with Joel

things had happened, like Michael’s sister, Celine’s death, and Irene losing her memory

by in the blink of an eye. Time flew

was only in her twenties, all fresh and young, but she was actually already

thought it was

Joel avoided the topic as usual. “Grandpa’s hundred-year-old birthday is coming soon, and I have to think about what present I should

her expression remained normal as she shifted the topic naturally. “Grandpa is a hundred years old already? It’s been a long time since the Fletchers have such a lively celebration. Every one of the Fletchers must be coming back

military compound and walked

she was really young, so she was an orphan. It was my grandfather who adopted her and she grew up together with all the children of the Fletcher Family. Irene and Uncle Michael were childhood sweethearts, and they were together from the very beginning. Grandpa was very supportive of them being together, but after Irene’s accident, she had forgotten about Uncle Michael. Uncle Joel and Irene had been together for many years then, but they never got married. I bet Uncle Joel must

Stanley couldn’t continue.

for the accident back then? No one would

During that period, it was Joel who constantly took care of her, so

silent. She’s Michael’s childhood

a crush on my uncle. Who doesn’t? Even I have a crush on him! But you must be realistic. Will my uncle, the great Lord worshipped

why he hadn’t introduced her to the Fletchers because there was someone he loved in

must look further into the future. If you pursue my uncle, you will have a billion rivals, but if you pursue me, I promise I will get rid of all the rivals for you in advance! Alright, stop looking as if you’re at someone’s deathbed. You look worse than when we went to

accompanied Sophia to the gate of the

small pavilion at the roadside, she sat down and said to Nathan, “Son, you go home by yourself first. Let me be alone for