My Dreamy Old Husband

Irene looked at the chessboard in disbelief. She could not accept that she had lost.

Sitting across from her, Sophia was acting like a spoiled and pampered child. “No, this isn’t right. You can’t keep letting me off easy, Irene. It’s so obvious that you’re letting me win. Who loses before even making ten moves? Let’s go again!”

Stanley also came to a realization. Irene is letting Sophia win! No wonder she lost two times in a row when she’s usually an ace player!

He knocked on his head. “Oh, me and my blabbermouth. Did I scare you, Irene?” He quickly explained, “Irene, I was only joking. Sophia is not that weak! Even if she loses, she won’t run home and weep to my uncle. Just relax and play! You don’t have to go easy on her. Just beat her! Let’s do this again. You can’t lose on purpose this time!”

Did I lose on purpose?

She felt like there was something distracting and confusing her in the background, bringing her to defeat when she was still confident and unaware.

But everything happened so quickly that she did not have a chance to react. She almost believed that she did, in fact, lose on purpose.

Forcing a smile, she continued with the game. This time, she was on high alert and was not going to show any mercy. Right from the start, she was very swift in her attacks. Her moves were extremely aggressive, and she used the most brutal and unrelenting way to end the battle without considering Old Master Fletcher’s feelings.

This young girl isn’t easy, but neither am I!

Just like last time, however, she was led to another dead end when she was still full of confidence. She had made exactly ten moves when she heard Sophia squeal, “Checkmate!”

Did I lose again?

Putting down the chess piece, Sophia started to whine, “Irene, I won’t come anymore. You keep letting me win. It’s not fun anymore!”

letting her win? I had clearly put in my best effort, but it looked

knew that Sophia was not as easy as she might

than

still have things left to do at the troupe. I’m going to head off first. Have

to her. “See you, Irene. I’ll visit you often to

glazed over, but she quickly recovered her expression. “Sounds

the both of them, an intense glare was exchanged. Irene

early twenties! I’ve lived a few years more than she has. What have I not witnessed before? How can I shudder

watched Irene

finally sensed something—he had

and Michael’s fling happened ages ago and had almost become something that happened in their past

how many years had passed or even if it had happened in their past lives, Irene was still

a sense of hostility toward the ex-lovers

they were arranging the chess pieces, Sophia had already begun fighting a silent battle with Irene and had

on the board. It was as though a giant black dragon was sitting there, slowly retracting her talons that still had the remains—blood, flesh, and internal organs—of her prey left on them. While she was retracting them, she let out a soft sigh—a breath that could suffocate those in the room. Her whole body exuded a

his body go numb, he quickly made his way home with the dog. The more he thought about it, the more it did not seem right. At the same time, however, he did not know what the problem was. He only felt chills all over his body as if the menacing dragon was staring at him and making him feel like he was in imminent danger. Hence, he made a quick phone call to Sean to tell him

been foolish, but how did he get even more foolish to let something

and ridiculed Sophia. You…” He hesitated

had made it

afraid the more he thought about it. Being scared senseless, he ran to Sophia’s room and hugged her leg

her that Stanley had never seen before. She was giving off