My Dreamy Old Husband

Feeling confident at once, Irene greeted Sophia, “Your chess skills really were an eye-opener for me when we played chess last time. Let’s play another round of chess when we have time.”

“That’s for sure. We must play another round of chess together when we’re free, but it’s too bad that today’s occasion isn’t quite suitable for playing chess.” Sophia still smiled with innocence. Then, she instructed, “Give up your seat, Stan.”

Stanley was confused as he listened to the two ladies’ conversation when he suddenly heard Sophia calling his name. Startled, he opened his mouth and wanted to ask why, but upon thinking of the situation right now, he immediately stood up with his tail between his legs. He said to Irene, “Please come and have a seat, Aunt Irene.”

Irene came over and sat down while teasing, “Didn’t I tell you many times to call me Irene?”

With that thought in mind, everyone moved to the sofa opposite the trio and watched as they sat together in a strange atmosphere.

Sophia finally got down from Michael’s lap and sat between him and Irene. Unexpectedly, she started to chat with Irene, saying, “I loved the song you sang at the New Year Dinner Gala so much, Irene. I even sat in front of the TV all night to wait for you that day!” However, what she said sounded fake and unconvincing, for her face darkened right away back when Irene appeared at the New Year Dinner Gala that day…

Irene smiled shyly. “That was the second time I performed at the New Year Dinner Gala ever since my debut, so I was still a little nervous. Luckily, Michael was there, and he soothed my nerves by talking to me for a little while.”

night? Sophia’s adorable makeup seemed to have cracked a little. She was

at her drink to conceal

and spoke to Irene backstage at the New Year Dinner Gala that day. It was a pure coincidence that he ran into

manicured fingernails were sunk into the back of his hand, hurting

her back when she was Sophia’s age. No—she still had the ability right now. She wasn’t bothered about such a callow little girl. To her, a little provocation was all that was needed to make Sophia expose her uncivilized and ignorant nature. Men liked charming and flirtatious women like her, not an unruly and capricious little girl who often threw unreasonable tantrums. She would wait

the topic Irene had brought up, as

husband meeting his ex

to complain inwardly again, Vote for her? Who the hell would dare to vote for Irene at the

that, she took Chrysanthemum to the military compound every day to have the ginger cats there beat it up. The ginger cats in the military compound were big and brawny. Not only did they exhibit soldierly qualities, they even goose-stepped. Therefore, Chrysanthemum was beaten up so hard every day in the military compound that it couldn’t help howling with pain. All of us could only vote for Michael’s Broadway performance. Who has the nerve not to

of words between the two ladies went on, Irene artlessly brought the conversation round to Michael again when she heard Sophia speaking of the New Year Dinner Gala. “Actually, my

flaunty both in itself and the tone in which it was spoken… It was an ostentatious assertion of how close and intimate Irene’s relationship with

they shared in their salad days. It was as if the pet name reminded Sophia and Michael of the huge gap named ‘Irene’