My Dreamy Old Husband

Michael had done his research beforehand—Tanya remarried to the head of the Clark Family and assumed the identity of an expat who had just returned to the country. Quinton had been 16 years old when that happened.

The Clarks didn’t know about the relationship between the two of them, and Hope changed his name to Quinton, turning himself into a son of the Clark Family after Tanya married the family head. Until today, the Clarks were still unaware of Tanya and Quinton’s actual identities. When the two of them disappeared together, the Clarks assumed that they had been kidnapped by Phantom Wolf. Yet, they received only a single urn of ashes when two people had gone missing.

Quinton’s funeral was hosted on a warm, sunny day in the middle of spring. A good number of students and lecturers from Bayside University attended the funeral. In their eyes, Quinton was nothing more than a typical man and an outstanding teacher; he was a noble soldier who had sacrificed himself for the sake of his own students. The last status he had posted on his social media was: ‘The world is huge; I just want to step out and take a look.’ He wanted to travel the world, yet he decided to settle as a supporting teacher in the mountains.

He once said, “Humans are the highest form of animals; we often seek for greater pleasures once our stomachs are full. Some of us crave for physical pleasures while others seek for spiritual awakenings; to each its own dream.” For the sake of saving his own student, Quinton volunteered to be held hostage and eventually sacrificed his own life. Naturally, Jackson mourned the death of his stepson whom he had treated like his own child.

Standing in the middle of a weeping crowd, Sophia was oddly calm as she found herself zoning out while glancing at a photo of Quinton. When the funeral had ended and everyone was leaving, she came back to her senses and realized that her entire face was soaked with tears. Perhaps this man, the one who insisted on having his funeral on a sunny day, was the actual Quinton Clark. Perhaps there was a hint of beauty hidden within his dark, evil spirit.

He wasn’t born with much of a choice but to taint his soul with darkness for the sake of keeping himself alive, but deep down, there seemed to be a part of him who hadn’t given up on the tiny ray of light that he had tried his best to protect. After the funeral ended, only Quinton’s clothes were buried at the tombstone. His young face, as seen on the tombstone at the newly dug grave in the cemetery, carried a mix of desolation and helplessness. Jackson gave it a long, thoughtful stare before he left quietly.

Right then, Sophia turned around to see Linus. Standing by a nearby tree, he was dressed in a full black suit. She hadn’t seen him ever since the incident. He stood there for a long time, looking as though he had been waiting for her intentionally. Sophia subconsciously threw a glance toward a car that was parked nearby to see Michael seated inside.

out of the car. It was hard to see the expression on Michael’s face as the sunglasses he wore were big enough to cover half

spring breeze, several cars tagged along some distance behind them. ‘I’m leaving’ was the first thing that Linus said. Sophia didn’t seem too surprised by this and merely grunted. She hadn’t expected

the fact that he had been someone who

what his reason was, it was a known fact that he had been an accomplice to Phantom Wolf’s deeds and had nearly caused a huge tragedy. It was tough for an adopted son like Linus to survive in a family

that he had a stable base in the family, and to improve his own quality of life. It made sense that he’d pay a group of lunatics to risk their lives for him. After

should come back

my house; you can clean it up whenever you’re free, and

him as she uttered, “We should keep in touch. I’ll contact you if I ever get myself into trouble.” However, both of them could tell that

“Yeah. You can always call me if you need money. After all, that’s the one thing I don’t lack.” Sophia giggled at his words, and the two of them laughed for a bit longer before a wave of loneliness drowned their voices. Linus then took a look at his watch before

offered. Linus had already walked toward the car that his driver parked next to him, and his bodyguard had already opened the

face his back toward Sophia and paused before muttering, “Help me bid

feeling more dejected and alone than ever. She knew that she shouldn’t be putting on such a dispirited look in front of her