My Dreamy Old Husband

Sophia nodded while watching Michael leave the room and stared at his shapely bum.

After he left and closed the door behind him, she continued to play her game while listening to the lecturer’s live broadcast.

Michael returned to his study to continue with his game and logged into his two characters as well. Both the main and new characters were active in the game. The main character was defeating his wife whereas she was attacking his new character. While that transpired, he was distracted as he was reading the script of the documentary film.

Just when he was having fun attacking her character, he turned with a start and noticed that Nathan lurked in the silence behind him in an eerie manner, staring at his laptop screen.

It seems like the boy knew about this long ago. However, what can he do despite knowing this?

He calmly beckoned for Nathan. “Darling, come here.”

Nathan walked to him and stood beside him. He stared at the screen while Michael opened the back-end warehouse of Scary Phoenix’s account. The warehouse was filled with equipment and large amounts of game currency—assets that he had been accumulating over the years.

Michael cut straight to the chase. “Go ahead, tell me how much you want from me to keep your lips sealed.”

Nathan’s heart ached for his mother, who had high scores and low abilities, because she had been played like a fool. Then, he went closer to the screen to point at Michael’s warehouse.

“I want this, this, and this one…”

My dad is the one lying to her after all. For the sake of money, I suppose I’ll temporarily take Michael’s side and I wouldn’t expose him for now.

Michael had been blackmailed by Nathan and lost one-third of his property, but he seemed unfazed.

After he finished playing the game, he swung by Sophia’s study. She had already logged out of the game and brushed her teeth. She was reading the specialized course book on game development in the study while solving questions in the book.

She was working out on the formula while spinning her pen. It had dropped on the floor while she was twirling it, so she bent down to look for it.

However, just when she bent down to pick her pen up, someone smacked her upturned petite bum.

Smack!

her bum. He flipped her nightdress up and pushed her underwear aside before smacking her bum again, leaving a pair of matching

trying to do and exclaimed, “No! I want to do my

if Maria sees us in

removing his underpants. He reassured her, “Don’t worry, continue with your work and I’ll go ahead

switching his phone on with one hand, he held her

a look at the basement earlier. Abel would be digging Cooper’s graveyard

was watching Abel digging the graveyard

ten years ago, when Cooper came to my home to boast, he most probably wouldn’t have guessed that as the forgettable kid, I would bed his daughter while sending

to raise her bum while playing along with Michael in such an embarrassing act

you mean by continuing with my

was blushing when she remarked, “In that case, you need to

at her ear, “I promise I’ll be

upturned while she lay over the table to continue reading her

stood behind her, watching Abel robbing Cooper’s grave

busy with their

was his first time robbing a grave. Not to mention, he was robbing his own old master’s grave, so he couldn’t help but feel slightly nervous about it. He fumbled

the middle of the night, so the tomb keeper of the Mitchell Family’s ancestral grave had left. Therefore, Abel and the rest of the group were

over his ear for him to contact Abel, who was on the frontline,

was extremely simple. There had been no accompanying burial in the tomb whereas he wore a black suit in his coffin. The body had been there for decades and it

voice spoke over the headset. “I’m taking away Cooper’s

done with his business too. He was in the midst of gathering paper towels to tidy

second round and digging up my own grave while I’m

it,” Michael responded as his breathing was erratic. In fact, he was gasping louder than Abel, who was

asked, “What are you doing?

“I am working

second round. He kissed Sophia’s cheek gently while asking her, “How is it? How

blushing while there were sweat beads on her forehead. Her face, which was shiny with

asking how my