My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 417

The meal went by awkwardly. Sophia kept her head down as she ate, all the while fully aware of every single one of her hairs standing on end as she thought that she should find some time to clarify things with Claude.

Everyone hastily gobbled their food, leaving Claude and Michael to talk to each other.

“How old are you?”

“I’m 27 this year, Sir.”

“An older man trying to snap up a younger woman. No go. What’s your zodiac sign?”

“I’m a Pisces, Sir.”

“Your signs aren’t compatible with each other. I don’t approve of this. What do you work as?”

“I’m part of the performance branch in the military…”

“That doesn’t bring in the money. You’re not getting my seal of approval! How tall are you?”

“1.81 meters.”

 

“Too short. No thank you.”

Claude’s head was beaded with sweat due to his anxiety. It was the first time he was eating with this strict potential future father-in-law.

 

Michael’s face was as frosty as a primordial glacier, making Claude look as though he was about to ravish the former’s girl.

Then, Claude gave Sophia some food. “Here, Sophia, eat this. You’ll be able to recover faster if you eat more.”

Michael smacked Claude’s fork away with his own fork. “She doesn’t like that.”

After that, Claude poured some juice for Sophia. “Here, have some.”

Again, Michael smacked Claude’s hand away. “She doesn’t like that juice.”

Even when faced with Michael’s deliberate sabotage, Claude remained even-tempered. He simply accepted things graciously. Even Harry was so moved by this ‘future son-in-law’ of Michael’s that he couldn’t resist putting in a word for him. “Hey old chap, this is Claude’s first visit here. Quit heckling him.”

up at last, but he still glared hard

to adjust to Michael’s murderous stare. After all, he was about to take the girl that Michael had painstakingly raised all this while away. It was expected that Michael would antagonize him. When Claude thought about how Michael’s twenty year-old precious daughter

stay behind to spend time with Michael. The whole party sat in the living room,

same time, Sophia didn’t dare to speak as she sat next to him, her eyes darting

unfortunately, Michael was having none of it. He would simply grunt here

he decided

Soon, the machine was up and running, so Claude picked up a

warm, and the valleys are green, I’ll come back from

the longer the waiting, the sweeter

my darlin’, I promise you

next time I hold

will give up the

Forever I know.”

though he put all his feelings into the lyrics,

on her face as

room had turned chilly as if a cold wind had blown over everyone. Even though they could feel the chill running down their skin, everyone’s hearts felt even colder as a figurative frostiness wrapped itself around their hearts. They all instinctively stepped further

and now worked behind the scenes handling paperwork. Occasionally, he would compose a song or write some lyrics, but his singing still remained top-notch. His

Michael stood up. “I want to

resounded around the living room after Michael selected his song, resulting in

picked up a microphone and began

winter wind blows, stinging my

it reminds me, of my

pickaxe, hacking away at daddy’s frozen

a loss for

hawk-like eyes remained locked

betrayed him in the end; he felt that he

nine when they finished their karaoke session. Claude prepared to leave, but Sophia felt that she should clear things up with him properly, so she spoke up unprompted. “I’ll

be unwilling to let her do so, she

tracking its prey to watch them from

Claude to send him off, an expression of pain on

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