My Dreamy Old Husband

Natasha had absolute confidence and she wasn’t worried about the group of soldiers at all. After all, she was a descendent of the Mitchell family and the only daughter of Alex Mitchell! As she thought about this, she suddenly gained confidence and lifted her chin to look at Joel, who was much taller than her, and yelled, “If you’re brave enough, tell me your number and unit! I’ll make sure you won’t get away so easily!”

Joel glared at her, eyes scorching but a cold expression on his face.

Upon hearing, Sophia hurriedly added oil to the fire. “General, let’s just leave. She’s the daughter of Alex Mitchell, who is the director of Mitchell Group. Her father is also the head of the Mitchell family…”

Joel snorted.

“What rank are you? How dare you call yourself a general?” However, Joel was too lazy to bother with Natasha because it was pointless to quarrel with a person like her. He glanced at his watch and realized the party was starting soon and as Joel was the host, it wouldn’t look good if he were to be late. He turned to Sophia and said, “Let’s go.”

Sophia didn’t say anything and merely followed silently behind Joel. It seems that Joel doesn’t want to cause trouble. They are the Mitchells, after all. Since Joel didn’t want to create trouble, Sophia didn’t bother to make a scene either. Besides, she was getting hungry too.

However, Joel only took two steps forward before he heard Natasha’s dark voice coming from behind him. “Did I say you could leave?” As soon as she finished speaking, one of her bodyguards quickly pressed Joel’s shoulders. There was an African among Natasha’s bodyguards who stood at slightly over two meters, which made him one head taller than Joel. The African bodyguard pressed his hand firmly on Joel’s shoulder, not saying a word.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Many soldiers watching seemed to want to attack but they didn’t make a move. Instead, each of them stood idly by as they watched the drama unfold. Joel barked a laugh and suddenly fought back. He clamped the bodyguard’s hand that was on his shoulder and poked at his acupuncture point, hard. The African bodyguard instantly screamed in agony. Then, Joel turned around and kicked the bodyguard’s hip in a swift motion. With that, the bodyguard fell to the ground with a loud thump.

Seeing this, Natasha’s other bodyguard jumped in to attack Joel. This bodyguard, on the other hand, was short and quick. He was really cunning and his attacks were fast as he focused on hitting Joel’s lower body. However, Joel quickly fought back and with just a few moves, the other bodyguard fell to the ground. Joel pressed him onto the ground in a standard military movement before kicking him hard. Even at a glance, everyone could tell that he was trained.

She was so scared that her face turned pale and she staggered back a few steps. Looking at Joel in disbelief, she screamed in horror, “You… How dare

his hands in his pockets and turned to leave. “Let’s go,” he said softly to Sophia. At that, Sophia hurriedly followed behind him, not forgetting to turn around

glared fiercely in the direction that Sophia and Joel left and thought, Just you wait! Meanwhile, Sophia obediently followed Joel to the place they were having the party. On the way, Joel suddenly turned around and said to her, “The next time you

intentions in one glance and she was extremely embarrassed about it.

he had said something insensitive, he added, “I’m not blaming

as if there was something else he wanted to say, but in the end he held back. If he really wanted to teach an

big VIP room and were greeted by the sight of many people, most of them men. There were some women too,

you say that there were other family members

question. Instead, he pointed to a corner and said, “That’s your drill instructor.” Sure enough, Sopia saw Commander Ford. He was dressed

of people recognized her as soon as she showed up. She took a seat and chatted with the instructors about the affairs regarding her military training. Before the food was served, there were people arriving and soon, someone familiar

asked as she looked at him strangely. Stanley found a seat and sat down. “This is a veteran gathering. Why can’t I

though he was only a soldier for two years before he left the army, he’s still considered a veteran. There were many soldiers and veterans sitting around the table. Now that they were gathered together, they had endless topics to talk about. They drank alcohol, sang, chatted, and even arm wrestled. Food suddenly became the second most important thing. Sophia liked to attend parties that were filled with

only taking two sips, she

and said, “You’re the one who’s going to get beaten up anyway. I’m not