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 unkempt

 

bones, which made her look even cuter.

an ugly duckling. Her looks weren’t anything to write home about, and she was shrimpy. Her skin was sickly pale as she sat at a desk piled high with books, dressed in her fading uniform,

she thinking then? Perhaps she was wondering what to eat 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 and carefreeness by

It was the same

an officer then, and Elizabeth Murray had gone back to the spotlight that she had stepped away from a while back, becoming a globally renowned actress. She was just a

sang her heart out on the stage then. As he listened to her song, he immersed himself in her enthralling voice that was filled with a myriad emotions, as though she

the loneliness, her strength, and her elegance. When she finished her performance, he weaved through

always been loyal to whoever they set their eyes on. They would end up with whoever they

the people around him said that they would be a pair. He also thought that he would end up with Irene,

dating 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

realized that their relationship had been the result of going along

photo, he wanted

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

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

up and drank some water before 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

opened up the entertainment sites again. It was probably nine already, for Glory Entertainment’s

on the front pages, their articles soon 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

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