My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 413

Meanwhile, an unprecedented war took place in the master bedroom, from the bed, to the carpet, the balcony, the shower, the dressing room, the gym, the bathroom…

When Sophia woke up the next day, she felt that her body wasn’t her own. Her head hurt; her teeth hurt; her tongue hurt; even her hips, butt, chest, stomach, and legs hurt. It hurt even to go to the toilet.

She was like a robot that was seldom used, and the sudden exertion forced her rusty parts to screech against each other painfully, but she wasn’t allowed the time to get used to it.

Last night, Michael had practically been like a beast as he took her. So vicious he was in his conquest that they ended up going through quite a few condoms. Sitting up was painful, and standing up was painful, not to mention lying down on her back, her front, or even on her side.

Sophia wished she was dead as she pressed a pillow to her belly, sobbing quietly with her face buried in another pillow as she regretted her choice—she shouldn’t have challenged a beast and its nature.

Michael woke up at last. Turning over to lie on his side, he looked at her before asking in an amused way, “You going to ignore me?”

“Nope, nope.” Sophia’s weak voice made its way over from the pillow.

“Was last night a thrill?”

“Yes, yes! Couldn’t be any more thrilling!”

“I handed over half a month’s worth of seed in last night’s session. Are you moved by that?”

 

Sophia was currently as timid as a new bride. “Yes…”

ruffled her sweaty and

 

her bones, which made her look even cuter. Now that her little face was now a bit longer and mature, she had gained the look of a grown woman. The gap between her appearance

sat at a desk piled high with books, dressed in her fading uniform, a pen in one hand and her other hand propping up her cheek while she

for lunch, or maybe she was wondering what she would do if she got into Bayside University. Even so, there was still a hint of joy

could already see this girl’s specialness just with that look in her eyes. It was the same

then, and Elizabeth Murray had gone back to the spotlight that she had stepped

the performers invited, and she sang her heart out on the stage then. As he listened to her song, he immersed himself in her enthralling

all the loneliness, her strength, and her elegance. When she finished her performance, he weaved through her crowd of admirers to stand before her and told

loyal to whoever they set their eyes on. They would

Master Fletcher and the people around him said

each other, they constantly kept their distance while under Old Master Fletcher’s eyes. They never dared to cross that line. Always, he felt that there was something between him and Irene that was hindering their relationship from

that he realized that their relationship had been the result of going along with what others thought.

he wanted to protect her and hold up the sky for this fragile yet strong girl with his own warm hands, to build a space that was like a

palm. He nurtured her, giving her a space for her to grow healthily, allowing her to slowly sprout and eventually blossom under

her butt, so light that they could barely be seen. The man was in a good mood after a good

getting into the shower. As he washed himself, he even sang a song to express the delight he felt after a night’s romp. “You’re my lover, a lass like a rose. With

look at her phone and opened up the entertainment sites again. It was probably nine already, for Glory Entertainment’s

becoming the most clicked-on articles within a few hours. On this day, an entertainment reporter made the long journey to Africa to interview Faye, asking her whether she had

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