My Dreamy Old Husband

Michael hurriedly logged in to his Twitter account that he hadn’t used in a long while. He immediately posted a tweet with a photo of his own Adam’s apple with the caption, ‘I’m a man. Thank you.’ Meanwhile, Harry, who sat beside him, laughed so hard that he could barely straighten himself.

“Hahahaha… dude, you…. hahahaha…” Michael placed a hand against his face ashamedly. He was glad that he stood his ground and refused to get out of the car and catch the adulterers, for he would’ve been even more embarrassed than ever if he had done so!

Soon enough, Sophia and Celine made their way back into the car. Celine had been staying in the mental hospital for a while now; her condition was much better than before, but she would still lose her sanity every now and then, which explained why she had to stay in the hospital. Fortunately, she was well enough to function on a day-to-day basis. Previously, she had shaved her head clean to treat her wounds, but her hair had now grown and was at the length of a crew cut.

She was only one inch shorter than her brother; she was flat-chested, and she generally preferred to dress in a more gender-neutral manner—she was literally wearing the same pair of pants as Justin right then. No one could tell the difference between her and a man, and she looked like a carbon copy of Michael when they stood next to each other.

Celine was practically a male; even Sophia found it hard to distinguish between the two of them, let alone Natasha. That probably explained why Natasha hadn’t recognized that Celine was a female throughout the whole night.

All of them got into Michael’s SUV, with Sophia sitting between Michael and Celine. She felt like she had two husbands right then. Michael then felt a tiny hand creeping toward his crotch area before pressing against it… Sophia heaved a sigh of relief once she made sure that Michael’s private part was still in his pants. I’ll have to touch their crotches the next time I get confused between the two of them, then.

After the whole incident that morning, ‘Taylor’s a woman’ became the hot topic that was discussed by all the citizens of the city. Everyone, from the wealthiest families to the middle-aged women that strolled by the side of the roads, were gathered to discuss this topic. The first discussion that came up in each conversation, online or offline, would be the issue of Taylor’s gender. Some of the people who saw Taylor in person were certain that she was female.

a male; especially since he had filmed a lot of movies that revealed his upper body in the past

common understanding—the baby in Natasha’s belly didn’t belong to Taylor. The child had another father, but Natasha

they were sure to end their sentences with a curse directed at Natasha. “Pfft, that b*tch, Natasha!” The Mitchell Family felt

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Sophia the minute he stepped into Villa No. 8, and he comically began to tell her about what he witnessed yesterday. He lifted a hand to his ear and

grandson, Michael, turn into a woman?” Stanley then pretended to be Old Master Fletcher as he mimicked the old man’s voice. “My granddaughter, Celine, has always been a woman! Did you just find out about this?

a jog, but Natasha somehow

to get married to her. She remained silent the whole night and pretended to be compliant to Natasha’s wishes, but she had actually been texting Michael the entire time. Michael initially thought of going over to save her from the hotel, but it suddenly struck him that he could actually make a fool out of Natasha, so that things would be especially

a milestone achieved by the game created by Stanley’s company. It had just hit its first ever 1 million online gamers. The shooting game that they had created, Soul of Sniper, had a crazy amount of downloads the minute they uploaded the public beta version of the game.

they were also staring at an advertisement. Perhaps the advertising was done especially well this time, or perhaps the game itself was addictive; either way, the downloads for the

along with Michael, Celine, and Harry, the old wolf who tagged along behind his little kitten, Sarah. The atmosphere

to see that the Fletcher twins had arrived downstairs. The two of them were dressed in the exact same clothes, and they had