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.”

shut up at last, but he still glared

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 was about

sat in the living room, unsure what to do. They either watched TV, patted the cat, or played with the dog; no one

Sophia didn’t dare to speak as she sat next to him,

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

had a karaoke machine, he decided to say something bold. “Why

the machine was up and running, so Claude picked

valleys are green, I’ll come back

the waiting, the

better my darlin’, I

time I hold you,

give up the ocean

Forever I know.”

feelings into the

on her face as she

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.

the band 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.

song, Michael stood up. “I want to sing

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

microphone and began

wind blows, stinging

me, of my son’s

pickaxe, hacking away

was at a loss

Michael’s hawk-like eyes remained locked on Nathan’s

remained flippant, but his tightly-clenched hands betrayed him in the end; he felt

Claude prepared to leave, but Sophia felt that she

he didn’t seem to be unwilling to let her do

stalked after them like a wolf tracking its prey to watch them from a

Claude to send him off, an expression of

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