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.”

makeup seemed to have cracked a little. She was obviously angry;

the opportunity, Irene sipped at her drink to conceal the trace of

trembled all over upon hearing what Irene had said. That matter is exposed at last… Alright, I indeed met and spoke to Irene backstage at the New Year Dinner Gala that day. It was a pure coincidence

on his hand tightening. Her freshly manicured fingernails were sunk into the back of his hand, hurting his flesh. Sophia

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 for Sophia to raise hell with Michael. The bigger the fuss she kicked up, the

you really held the stage with your tremendous presence, Irene. I even voted for you for the Best Performance!” Sophia didn’t get to the bottom of the topic Irene had brought up, as if it didn’t matter. Not only that, she even changed the topic of conversation immediately and gave Irene a look of worship like a fangirl, dumbfounding the

really unbothered, or is she faking it? Doesn’t she care about something like her husband meeting his ex in secret? Suddenly unable to make

for her? Who the hell would dare to vote for Irene at the New Year Dinner Gala? We didn’t even dare to take a

just because it took a glance at Irene on TV. Because of 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

when she heard Sophia speaking of the New Year Dinner Gala. “Actually, my singing is mediocre. Mikey is the one who’s good at singing; I had never won against him whenever we had singing contests as kids. He received the highest vote

assertion of how close and intimate Irene’s relationship with Michael was. Mikey was Michael’s pet name; only

past they shared in their salad days. It was as if the pet name reminded Sophia and Michael