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 he still glared hard

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

not leave. Instead, he wanted to stay behind to spend time with Michael. The whole party sat in the living room, unsure what to do. They either watched TV, patted the cat, or played with the dog; no one dared

cold as an iceberg. At the same time, Sophia didn’t dare to speak as she sat

with Michael, but unfortunately, Michael was having none of

noticed that the Fletchers had a karaoke machine, he decided

Maria to get everything ready. Soon, the machine was up and running, so Claude picked up a microphone and began to

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

the longer the waiting,

darlin’,

hold you, I’m not

give up the

Forever I know.”

as though he put all his feelings into the lyrics, pouring all the love deep in

on her face as she shuffled closer toward

they could feel the chill running down their skin, everyone’s hearts felt even colder as a figurative frostiness wrapped itself around

the military’s performance troop, and he had once been a singer in the military band. However, 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 to his

ended his song, Michael stood up.

room after Michael selected his song,

a microphone and began

winter wind blows,

how it reminds me, of my son’s

words were like a pickaxe, hacking away at

at a loss for

hawk-like eyes remained locked

flippant, but his tightly-clenched hands betrayed him in the end; he felt that he wouldn’t

finished their karaoke session. Claude prepared to leave, but Sophia felt that she should clear things up with him properly, so she spoke up

since he didn’t seem to be unwilling to let

tracking its

Sophia walked with Claude to send him off, an expression of pain on her face, for she

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