My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 603

After Michael and Sophia watched the northern lights for a while, Sophia changed the mode into the deep sea, where the sea was pitch black and there were glittering deep sea animals swimming around.

Suddenly, a vicious shark rushed out. Sophia jumped in fright and subconsciously scampered into Michael’s arms.

He chuckled heartily as he held her tight.

Tomorrow would be a big day for Sophia. She was so nervous about it that she couldn’t sleep, so she picked different modes: the deep sea, rainforest, dessert…

It was already 1.00AM, and she still couldn’t sleep. Sophia’s eyes were bulging as she rubbed against Michael. “Hubby, I’m so nervous,” she said coyly.

“What kind of nervous are we talking about here?” Michael replied.

“My whole body feels tight,” Sophia answered.

“I don’t believe you. Let me check.”

A perverted Michael reached out his hand toward her nightgown…

The next day, Michael’s styling team arrived early in the morning. After they styled and dressed Sophia, she headed out.

 

As Sophia was getting down at the entrance of Bayside University, Michael, who was in the car, asked her again, “Do you want me to go and support your event?”

“I don’t want to use your popularity to boost my event,” Sophia scoffed.

Michael shook his head and sighed as he watched her run toward the entrance.

He saw the posters at the entrance of the university… Hmm, Sophia’s going to give a speech at the auditorium in Bayside University and attend her book signing event.

The poster showed, ‘Book Signing of Sophia, Bayside City’s Outstanding Student, at the auditorium today’, with small prints, ‘Taylor Murray will not be attending.’

She did say she wasn’t going to use his popularity to boost her event.

Michael felt like he had been abandoned as he walked away sulking. When he got into the car, he flipped Sophia’s book and started to read it.

Title: Mighty Me

Author: Sophia Edwards

book signing events were not allowed in Bayside University, but Sophia was

Murray wouldn’t be attending the book signing, there were still many

she had faced this kind of scene, Sophia was still

because she faced her trauma bravely, she became stronger, and all the pain and suffering she had to endure were

going well, and the crowd applauded intermittently, but halfway through the speech, there was a loud commotion outside the auditorium, as

started, so you’re not allowed in. Get out,

order at today’s event. It seemed as though they were trying to stop the people who were trying to force their way

through as they caused quite a ruckus at the entrance. The

to stop halfway through her speech as she rushed backstage and asked Hale through

quickly responded from his

response, Sophia’s

through Sophia’s delicate face. A few seconds later, she spoke into the walkie-talkie, “Let her in, and give her the

walkie-talkie. She re-adjusted her clothes and touched up her makeup. Then, she drank some water to moisten her

commotion outside the auditorium had finally

friends and family were sitting in the first row, and Stanley had even given the whole company a day off to come and support

trying to peek outside. Just when things started to quiet down, a dozen over bodyguards suddenly rushed

like some big shot was on the

the crowd as some people started to take out their phones to record. It must be

that Taylor wouldn’t be coming, it was his wife’s new book signing after all, so how could he not be here? Perhaps this was his surprise

midst of everyone’s expectant gaze, a person walked

chattering sounds in the auditorium quiet down as they caught sight

long, loose dress with a pair of flat shoes. Her petite body looked plump with her bulging stomach;

ordinary pregnant woman who was enjoying the pride of experiencing motherhood. She walked slowly toward the stage and

the pregnant woman’s face. He subconsciously tugged on Sean’s arm. “Sean! Isn’t that Mrs. Fletcher?! Why did she pop

the ‘fond’ nickname they came up with for

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