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.”

at last, but

murderous stare. After all, he was about to take the girl that Michael had painstakingly raised all this while away. It was

spend time with Michael. The whole party sat in the living room, unsure what to do. They either watched

his demeanor as cold as an iceberg. At the same time, Sophia didn’t dare to

but unfortunately, Michael was having none of it. He would simply grunt here and there at

he decided to say something bold.

up and running, so Claude picked up a microphone and

are green, I’ll come back

the longer the waiting, the sweeter

darlin’,

time I hold

will give up the

Forever I know.”

his gaze fell upon Sophia. It was as though he put all his feelings into the

her face as she shuffled

a few notches. The air in the living room had turned chilly as if a cold wind had blown over everyone. Even though they could feel the

he had retired from 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. His voice was clear and powerful, and he had a flair

his song, Michael stood

around the living room after Michael selected his song, resulting

picked up a microphone and

winter wind blows,

me, of my son’s

like a pickaxe, hacking away

was at a loss

eyes remained

in the end; he

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

be unwilling to let her do so, she

after them like a wolf tracking its prey

walkways in the residential area were quiet. Sophia walked with Claude to send him off, an expression of pain on her face, for she had no idea

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