My Dreamy Old Husband

From the stack of photos, Mark picked out another one and told her, “Your father loved cats the most and this was one of his.” In the photo, Cooper seemed to be about fifteen or sixteen, and he was holding a fat ginger cat with a brilliant smile on his face, eyes full of adoration as he gazed at the cat.

Sophia learned from Woody that Cooper was outstanding and the pride of the Mitchells, as well as for Woody himself. As the future head of the family, he had to be exceptional! On the other hand, she learned about the true Cooper from Mark.

Pointing at a picture, Mark said, “Your father was very caring and this was one of the stray cats he rescued from the streets. Since it had a blind eye, he didn’t dare to bring it home because his family would despise it, so he kept it here secretly.

Every week, he would come to visit me, but he was actually here to visit his cat! That rascal!” As he stared at the old photo, Mark shook his head and chuckled with his eyes full of affection.

Shaking his head, Mark answered, “No. It died of old age the second year after your father did, and I buried it under a tree in the garden.”

Sophia couldn’t help but feel a little sad. Tears stung her eyes as she gazed at Cooper in the photo. My father must have been a very gentle and kind person. What a pity…

Since Mark had watched Cooper growing up, he had endless interesting tales when he talked about him.

“The Mitchells have a strict upbringing with many family rules, and your father was the eldest son of the head of the family. Therefore, he had to set an example for his family peers in everything he did. His happiest days were during summer break when he would spend his days here, playing with my children. Here, this cat is for you.

wouldn’t allow him to keep any. There’s also a tortoise, which is kind of old now, but your father loved it to bits. Take it and

though more than thirty years had passed, Mark still remembered every detail when it came to Cooper. As he flipped through Cooper’s old belongings in the big chest, he gave

Cooper’s cat this whole time and even found another ginger cat with a similar appearance to breed with it. In the end, it gave birth to several litters and they all looked like the one Cooper

to smile as innocently as this. Both of them look so alike! With that poise and

would appear. Perhaps it was destiny that he was able to meet her at this age, and it left him

good kid and he would have been a good father. He may have been forced to leave you and your mother behind, so you shouldn’t hold a

was still alive. By the looks of it now, it seemed like they could only meet each

photograph, Cooper was still a kid himself and was only eighteen as he held a newborn Stanley,

that Cooper was a really gentle person; be it from Annabel’s diary or Mark’s memories, she could easily say that he was a genuinely kind person. Maybe things

in her eyes and she lifted her head, saying to Mark with a smile, “Grandpa, I won’t blame him because he’s my father,

left the military compound with many things, including Cooper’s cat and tortoise as well as a bunch of his photos and toys. Holding the big ginger cat, Stanley exclaimed in surprise, “Hey, what’s up with the Old

loves so much? Usually, he won’t even let me touch it!” In fact, Mark spoiled that ginger cat so much and kept it so well-fed

told Hale to keep everything in the car boot. Stanley heard that there would be a feast at Michael’s tonight and might even open wine from the cellar, so he offered, “Here, Aunt Sophia. Let me carry this cat for you. The Old Master said that it’s so heavy that you won’t be able to carry it, so he

Villa No.8 at The Imperial, even inviting Sean on the way. He wouldn’t forget his