My Dreamy Old Husband

Mark simply chalked his words up as gibberish, so he didn’t think much about it.

Stanley had been gaming, but he went over to visit Sophia and Sean the next day since he knew very well about that old man’s scheming.

“Hmph!” Stanley let out a disdainful snort.

Old Master Fletcher banged his cane onto the ground. “No snorting!” At the sight of Stanley’s tightly scrunched up expression, Old Master Fletcher became so angered that he didn’t bother with niceties. “Tell me—how many chances have I created for you? Who else can you blame if you aren’t capable of utilizing any of them?”

Upon Stanley’s silence, Mark pointed at his face to admonish him, “If you can’t do it, I’ll let somebody else who’s more capable take over. Sophia will become part of the Fletchers—if not your wife, then as your sister-in-law!”

Mark had initially looked favorably upon Stanley and Sophia, but Stanley was such a moron that his idiocy was enough to make one blow a gasket. Mark had gotten Stanley to spend more time with Sophia in order to get close to her, yet the boy had merely taken her to play video games? When he asked Stanley to give Sophia a cat in order to get close to her, the boy deliberately brought a third-wheeler along.

Mark was truly frustrated over this stupid boy! Stanley was so foolish that there was no hope for him; it served the boy right that he still remained single!

The more Mark thought about it, the more furious he became. “The way I see it, you’re going to spend the rest of your life with your computer in your arms! I won’t concern myself with you any longer!”

Stanley’s mood dissipated from the scolding that he received. He watched on helplessly as Mark sent the young Fletcher men over to Sophia in droves to fill her friend lists.

As he gamed on, Stanley grumbled and swore.

chuckled from his bed. “Don’t blame Sundae Cone, Old Master Fletcher. He should be busying himself with work at this stage of

your smarts.” As he took out another sheet of paper from his pocket, Stanley hastily went over to look at it. True enough, it was another list of young men from the

whether the men he was sending over had served in the army or not. Once he had exhausted the pool of Fletchers who had served, he would march the ones who hadn’t served in the army over

should be getting Uncle Michael for something like this! Uncle Michael’s a famed star, and he’s a dreamboat to millions of girls. I’m

his glasses and said to Stanley as he surveyed the list thoroughly, “Nonsense! How can your Uncle Michael possibly be a potential match for Sophia? He’s a tad bit

had no words for

men he picked had to hold a military rank, be unmarried and

Old Master Fletcher was typically fond of Michael Fletcher. In the old man’s eyes, Michael had always been

This didn’t add up!

to go through his selection. “Have a look at it, Nate. I’ve compiled another list of potential suitors for

man. He would need to quickly find a young Fletcher who

made him realize that Michael was a walking piece of trouble. This was already the second time it happened,

both the elder and younger had reached a mutual understanding. He was willing to bet that

television to watch some dramas. ‘Romance in a Tiny Village’ was currently on air; it was a series that Nicole had starred in as the lead actress a few years ago. The plot was long and cliched, detailing the love story of the female protagonist, Florina Gardner, and the village butcher called Victor Sweeney. The two of them were deeply in love, but the village chief—who was also the head of a fertilizer factory—had a son named Edmund Steele; he had fallen in love with Florina at first sight. However, Florina’s family accepted a dowry of 50,000 from an old bachelor named Andy Simple, and they tried to marry her off to him. Florina’s first love, Norman Armstrong, had also returned to Florina’s village to open

its plot, and it was divided into

a blink of an eye,