My Dreamy Old Husband

Irene sneered inwardly as she glanced at Sophia, who was sulking next to Michael.

As it turns out, Sophia is having a fit of the sulks, so it’s no wonder that Michael doesn’t dare to come onstage. Otherwise, he would have difficulty defusing the situation if the little girl begins weeping later!

Having collected her thoughts, she held the microphone and said to everyone below the stage, “It seems that the colleague is absent today. In that case, I shall sing ‘The Love of My Life’ for everyone alone.”

A round of applause came from the audience.

The cicada’s chirps kept ringing in her ear, and the air was unbearably sultry. She pushed the window open to let the cool breeze into the room, but she didn’t expect to see the young man she had been waiting for a long time hiding in the shade of the tree downstairs the instant she pushed the window open. His white shirt was soaked in sweat, but when he looked up and saw that the long-awaited window was finally opened, his suntanned face cracked into a delightful smile…

“Your shirt was pure white in color, and the sky was slightly blue. You were carrying a bamboo basket, and I saw the smile on your face with a thin sheen of sweat…”

Irene began singing the song in a clear voice. The sincere emotions in her pure singing voice made the song extremely appealing, and the audience was entranced while listening to the song, as if it reminded them of their first loves.

Michael seemed to be listening to the song as well. Moreover, he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was enthralled by the song’s mood.

It was as if he was lost in his memories and was unable to snap out of them.

As Sophia listened to this song, she couldn’t help recalling the person who was by her side in the days of her youth. She and he were young and thus ignorant of the harsh reality of the world. The love between them was so young, pure, beautiful, and foolish; looking back at the old days, she found that the happiness she had back then was genuine.

Richard was listening to this song as well. As he closed his eyes slightly, his mind was preoccupied with Sophia.

His love for her was faint and innocent; it was the purest and most beautiful without any impurities.

Since when did his love for her begin to change?

brought her back to the Harper Residence for the first time. She was so silly, foolish, and embarrassing back then that he couldn’t hold his head high in front of his family. At that moment, he realized that

so, his love for Sophia was genuine, and

and ignorance, so it couldn’t withstand even the slightest blow

love back then was already gone. He could have ended their relationship in the most amicable way, and

Richard ruined her

the wonderful years of his life, and Irene was only

he heard this song, what flashed across in his mind was the scene

back then. Celine hadn’t ended up in the state she was in right now; Joel was still a brother of the same age as his; and Irene was still a naive little girl who could sing

have a drill with the troops every morning before going to school. The good thing about the military compound was that there were many children of the same age,

naive, honest, and

look after the younger ones. Michael remembered that he and Joel were the eldest among the kids, so they had to

that the reality and their memories were struggling plainly against each other like

moment along with the crowd, but she immediately grabbed Michael’s hand after that, as

stage to leave the stage

Michael since she was

under everyone’s gaze of wonder. The song she had sung just now was really too

Sophia’s direction. It seemed to her that Sophia

Michael still had feelings for herself. Otherwise, Sophia wouldn’t be at

had plenty of

focus of Western banquets. Since this day’s banquet was a fusion of Cethosian and Western styles, both the food and the dance were the main parts of the

during

dinner since there would be a dance

was prepared specially for the banquet. The dance floor there was magnificently decorated; the stage decor there was more splendid than that of this room,