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.”

walk over to them with

Master Mitchell seemed not to notice and still waved

“Dad, I’m

are

and Stanley

while nudging him. “Son, he’s

had no choice

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

when he heard

point at Sophia while smiling happily at her and beckoned her

in a normal attire today. Why would

seemed to have noticed something since he was also waving his hand at

the end, she gazed at Old Master Mitchell,

His cloudy

pushed away and replaced with a piece of paper and a pen on

Master Mitchell glanced at her,

a woman. She glanced at Old Master Fletcher and Sean before

not notice anything amiss. On the contrary, he answered with a chuckle,

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

her to write something. “Come here; write

Master Mitchell. Then, she picked up the fountain

a request. “Write

Ancient poem…

a few neat rows of words with her narrow

satisfaction before handing the book over to Old Master Fletcher. He gloated, “Mason, quickly look at my son’s

accepting the book with Sophia’s handwriting. Four rows

and soldiers, who are defending the border thousands of miles away from their homes, are unable

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