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.”

had no choice but to walk over to them with a helpless

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

“Dad, I’m

glanced at him unhappily. “You are not my son. You are my younger brother’s grandson, Sean. My son is over there. I can see

in the direction where Sophia and Stanley

at Stanley while nudging him. “Son,

had no choice but to play along as Old

Master Mitchell was even more upset. “Stanley Fletcher, I’m calling for my

was dumbfounded when he heard

at Sophia while smiling happily at her and beckoned her forward. “Son, come

dress to make sure that she was in a normal attire today. Why would Old Master Mitchell think that I am his son? Did his son enjoy

was also waving his hand at Sophia.

Master Mitchell,

he regarded her with a tender look. His cloudy eyes seemed not to have noticed that his ‘son’

paper and a pen on the table. A lot of characters had been written there—it was probably the

at her, asking, “Son, why aren’t

as a woman. She

anything amiss. On the contrary, he

He can’t even differentiate between a man

her to write something. “Come here; write something to show

glanced at Old Master Fletcher before looking at Old Master Mitchell. Then, she

Mitchell made a request.

Ancient poem…

the pen up, writing a few neat rows of words with her narrow handwriting before placing the book in front of the two men once

it with satisfaction before handing the book over to Old Master Fletcher. He gloated, “Mason, quickly look at my son’s handwriting! Isn’t it

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 generals stationed in the frontier areas, no enemies

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