My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 314

Old Master Fletcher smacked his thigh in anger. “Argh, how many times do I have to repeat myself? I am Mark Fletcher. Mason Fletcher is my older brother and he has been dead for decades!”

Sophia headed in that direction as she looked at Old Mater Fletcher playing chess with the silly old man. Old Master Fletcher had barely moved a chess piece for most of the day as he was busy boasting.

Stanley was bringing his dog for a walk while using his phone whereas Sean was standing among a group of old men while waving at her.

“Sophia, you’re here!”

She walked to Sean while asking, “Who is that newcomer?”

Sean answered helplessly, “That is the oldest person from my grandfather’s generation. He was deeply affected after the death of his only son. From then on, he has Alzheimer’s disease and treats everyone he meets as his son.”

He does seem like he has Alzheimer’s disease.

He explained, “He has been treating me as his son the whole day, but you shouldn’t correct him, though.”

Sophia glanced at the new old man while feeling helpless.

The most saddening thing on Earth is definitely when a parent experiences the death of their children.

 

While those two chatted, Mark and Old Master Mitchell had already played a few rounds with each other.

“Whoa, Mason, why are your chess skills so lousy? You are worse than my son!”

 

“Argh, I am Mark Fletcher! Mason is my brother and he’s dead!”

“Hey, Mark, my son’s calligraphy is great. When he arrives later, I’ll ask him to show you.”

“Your son is dead too!”

“Nonsense! Look, isn’t my son here now?”

Old Master Mitchell remarked while waving at Sean and stated lovingly, “Son, quickly come over here and show your calligraphy to Uncle Commander.”

choice but to walk

Old Master Mitchell seemed not to notice and still waved his hand.

“Dad, I’m

“You are not my son. You are my

where Sophia and Stanley stood and beckoned at them. “Son, come here

at Stanley while nudging

was the old man in Sean’s family, he had

“Stanley Fletcher, I’m calling for my son.

was dumbfounded when he heard

Mitchell continued to point at Sophia while smiling happily at her and beckoned her

She glanced at her dress to make sure that she was in a normal attire today. Why would

also waving his hand at Sophia. “Cooper, why aren’t you

at Sean. In the end, she gazed at Old Master

look. His cloudy eyes seemed not to have noticed that his ‘son’ was indeed a

chess board had been pushed away and replaced with a piece of paper and a pen on the table. A lot of characters had been written there—it

glanced at her, asking, “Son, why

woman. She glanced at Old Master Fletcher and Sean before staring hesitantly at Old Master Mitchell

Master Mitchell did not notice anything amiss.

shook her head. Sigh, he is beyond saving! He can’t even differentiate between a man and

here; write something to show your Uncle

before looking at Old Master Mitchell. Then, she

a request. “Write an

Ancient poem…

her narrow handwriting before placing the book in front of

book over to Old

Fletcher! Mark Fletcher!” Old Master Fletcher insisted while accepting the book with Sophia’s handwriting. Four rows of poems came

soldiers, who are defending the border thousands of miles away from their homes, are unable to return. If there are ferocious

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