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.”

but to walk over to them with

seemed not to notice and still waved his hand. “Son, why aren’t you moving? Quickly come

“Dad,

Mitchell glanced at him unhappily. “You are not my son. You are my younger brother’s

Sophia and Stanley stood and beckoned

nudging him. “Son, he’s calling

he had no choice but to play along as Old

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

when

smiling happily at her and beckoned her forward. “Son,

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

since he was also waving his hand at Sophia.

end, she gazed at Old Master Mitchell, who was staring at her in anticipation, and walked to him with a look of

arriving in front of him, he regarded her with a tender look. His cloudy eyes

on the table. A lot of characters had been written there—it was probably the ones that

her, asking, “Son, why aren’t you

afraid that she might expose herself as a woman. She

amiss. On the contrary, he answered with a chuckle,

head. Sigh, he is beyond saving! He can’t

here; write something to show your

at Old Master Mitchell. Then, she picked up the fountain pen to write something on

Master Mitchell made a

Ancient poem…

rows of words with her narrow handwriting before placing the book

over to Old Master Fletcher. He gloated, “Mason, quickly look at

Fletcher!” Old Master Fletcher insisted while accepting the book with Sophia’s

are defending the border thousands of miles away from their homes, are unable to return.

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