My Dreamy Old Husband

After 7 years of imprisonment under the hands of Phantom Wolf, Celine had missed out on too many wonders in her life, and she was planning on making up for it all!

She took a sip of hard liquor before reaching out and pinching Stanley’s cheeks. “You are a waste of such a handsome-looking face!” she said frustratingly.

Stanley’s face was obviously attractive to young girls, yet he still remained single.

This height, this physique, this temperament, this face… He fulfilled the complete standards of a perfect man!

The other day when Celine went to pick her son up from school, she saw a pretty girl sitting next to Stanley, blushing while trying hard to find a topic to chat with him.

Stanley glanced up at her, the class president, and chased her away.

The girl wasn’t studying their major—she had run into their classroom and just sat there the whole afternoon. She wasn’t even listening in class; she was just giggling the whole time. She must have had an ulterior motive!

Maybe she’s here to steal something!

Stanley gripped his wallet and cell phone tightly.

Or maybe… she is crazy! Mentally ill patients are not sentenced for murder!

I’ll chase her away; I’ll call the police if she doesn’t leave!

Finally, the girl ran out in tears.

It was at that moment that Celine felt the need to rush over and kick Stanley out of the third floor window.

She couldn’t blame him—picking up girls was just not in the Fletcher Family’s genes. Nevertheless, Stanley’s standards were considered to be above average. It only improved when it came down to Michael and his sister.

Stanley looked up to Celine in awe and said bleakly, “Aunt Celine, teach me please…”

hands. “You’re hopeless. Go, go! Leave

mannerism was more charming than any man’s. As Stanley watched the

tree, while Michael and Nathan were sitting on the side, waiting for food. Nathan was playing with the two dogs as he looked at his mother hugging girls from both sides, his little face in

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rushed over to grab him to Nicholas and told the latter to watch over

lately, or maybe it was because she was too hard to get a hold of. Nevertheless, Celine had been behaving more excessively—every day, she would invite Sophia out to play while driving Michael’s car, and she wore

Because they were born with the same face, Michael had to take the blame everytime

was having a pool party behind his back when he saw Sophia packing up her swimsuit. Gee,

personally keep an eye on his

Harry rushed over to spy on his little kitten, for he didn’t want her to take down the

he carefully loaded the food on a plate. He then lifted the plate high and avoided Michael as the latter reached over for

Michael was speechless.

Celine, he asked gently, “Celie, the

on her left and Sarah on her right. All the girls were laughing loudly at a

the food and asked obediently, “What else would you like to

oysters, and some pork

took the empty plate and continued to barbecue the

to educate Nathan. “Don’t ever learn from your dad, and especially not from your mom. You should learn from me—at least I still have

Nathan rolled his eyes.

better off learning

fell, Celine sent all the young models, who nobody knew where they came from, back home and walked over to join

was eating barbecue and talking at the same time, Sean took the opportunity to talk about the Mitchell Family’s current

even pull themselves together to maintain their appearance in public.” Sean’s tone was particularly gloomy whenever he talked about

division of the Mitchells, and their division was just a matter of time. Alex’s authority within the Mitchell Family was slowly weakened because of Natasha, and while the threat from the Michel

of information. “Alex’s biggest

were not considered as a member of