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

and still waved

“Dad, I’m

not my son. You are my

was pointing in the direction where Sophia and Stanley stood

at Stanley while nudging him.

he was the old man in Sean’s family, he had no choice but

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

dumbfounded when

Master Mitchell continued to point at Sophia while smiling happily at her and beckoned her forward. “Son, come

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

have noticed something since he was also waving his

before glancing at Sean. In the end, she gazed at Old Master Mitchell, who was staring at her in anticipation, and walked to him with a look of

her with a tender look. His cloudy eyes seemed not

away and replaced with a piece of paper and a pen on the table. A lot of characters had been written there—it was probably the ones that Sean wrote

Master Mitchell glanced at her, asking,

was afraid that she might expose herself as a woman. She glanced at Old Master Fletcher and Sean before staring hesitantly at Old Master Mitchell and greeted him tentatively,

Master Mitchell did not notice anything amiss. On the contrary,

is beyond saving! He can’t even differentiate between a man and a

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

Then, she

Master Mitchell made a request. “Write an ancient

Ancient poem…

her narrow handwriting before placing the book in front of the two men once she was

at it with satisfaction before handing the book over to Old Master Fletcher. He gloated,

insisted while accepting the book with Sophia’s handwriting.

thousands of miles away from their homes, are unable to

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