My Dreamy Old Husband

As soon as Michael uttered those words, Stanley did not dare to talk anymore and avoided him in a desperate manner.

After polishing off their skewers, Sophia and Michael went home together while a drunken Stanley held onto Sean for support as they walked off. Meanwhile, the ever-so-silent Sarah followed Sean closely behind since her family lived next door to him.

Their houses were just a stone’s throw away, and Sophia seemed quite happy as she walked along the way. One wouldn’t know if her good mood was due to the company’s performance or the fact that she just had some roadside skewers with her Lord.

She didn’t know that her Lord could also be so grounded and knew how to enjoy a good roadside skewer!

The night under the neon lights of Bayside City was very subtle. Both of them walked in the faint halo of the street lights on the side of the road; their shadows entangled with each other as they went along, making it indistinguishable.

City management personnel had gone off work by then and all the vendor stalls were out. With a glance, Sophia caught sight of a ring tossing booth in front of her. She wanted to have a go at it, but she restrained herself since her Lord was there. Although her Lord had accompanied her for skewers, he would not necessarily associate himself with such lowly carnival games meant for the lower class.

Much to her surprise, Michael’s footsteps stopped right in front of the stall. He then invited her in a low voice, “Come on—should we play a game before going home?”

Sophia nodded excitedly upon hearing that.

Michael felt for his wallet, paid the fee and received 10 rings. As he held the rings in one hand, he asked Sophia, “Which prize do you want?”

Sophia glanced at the tiny booth and pointed to a pink piggy bank in the shape of a cat, “That pink cat!”

The bamboo ring glided through the air, trapping

sudden, Sophia suddenly remembered that Michael was

piggy bank dejectedly and gave it to

ring and asked, “Which one do

replied

cup, and those sharp facial features of his came into Sophia’s view; the sight of him was deeply imprinted

ring slightly once again and managed to secure it.

the stall owner’s horror, Michael used up all 10 rings and acquired five to six prizes from it. Michael deliberately missed the last two targets, or else he would have definitely gone home with 10 prizes

took the prizes home happily; the piggy bank, small ornaments, and delicate

his pocket. Naturally, he had to free up a hand to hold Sophia’s. As

she was removing all her defenses and sensitivity little by little;

in him. The one who suffered was Sophia, and she did not get up until noon the next day. During lunch,

cute little ornaments on her desk. The little gifts given

caressed the dog’s head. The dog was a Husky, and it belonged to Stanley. Stanley often brought his dog along when he visited, but as time passed,

while she studied. There was beef jerky, pork chop, as well as a little yellow book hidden in her collection. Michael occasionally dropped by to watch over her as she studied; if he were to find out about

some beef jerky to the dog, she continued

box and quietly left with the small yellow book in its

me what you’ve got there!” Harry took the book from the puppy’s