My Dreamy Old Husband

Michael felt extremely suspicious as he realized how different Sophia was behaving after speaking to the old monk. She seemed to be keeping something to herself, so much so that the smile on her face looked contrived.

He waited for an opportunity where Sophia was not within ear’s reach to ask the old monk what happened. The old monk simply answered ambiguously, “Let nature take its course.”

The monk had this aura of all-knowing wisdom around him—Michael could tell. Something he told Sophia then that must have caused her to act so reservedly.

A few more days after they returned from the mountains would be the annual gathering of the Edwards Family. Michael had only these few days to lose the weight he gained. He was determined not to cause any embarrassment to Sophia.

If it were in the past, Sophia would have been extremely busy. However, this time around, she had no intention of spending any time on such irrelevant events. Right this moment, making money was her top priority.

Michael shared similar sentiments with Sophia when it came to such popularity rankings. After all, he had been topping the charts for years. Such pursuits had begun to wear him out, and he couldn’t care less. He would be focusing on getting back in shape.

The news of a heavier Taylor had everyone in the nation talking. Everyone—even those in universities and offices—had expressed their disappointment on witnessing their idol, who was once so stunning, losing his charm and was now merely a pudgy, middle-aged man.

Sophia was now in her third year of university. Although she hardly needed to return to the faculty for classes, she had to keep abreast with the syllabus and modules. Needless to say, her schedule had never been busier.

The moment she went back to campus, everyone swarmed her in the spot she sat with tons of questions. “Hey, I heard your hubby gained weight. Is it true that Taylor has put on some pounds? It’s so hard to believe! How could he? He’s my idol! This is unacceptable! Sob!”

The crowd seemed to be dumbfounded with what they had learned. This was

that

be quite invested in her husband’s expanding

the intense pressure of having to fend off their piercing stares as they gave her

explained, “Yes, he did gain weight. But let me assure you that it had nothing to do with me! He did it to

was true that Michael’s weight gain had nothing to do with Sophia. He did it for the sake of his career! He could have achieved the same effect had he used prosthetics and make-up in his filming. However, this could come across as an insult to his professionalism, for he was a strong believer in

were not convinced. His wife must have failed to take care of his health and body

reminded her profusely, “Now that Taylor’s lost his figure, you must take good care of Ethan. Don’t let him get out

and dog, Sunset and Judge, to the store for breeding too. These two pets belonged

nonetheless. They lacked the air of elegance that a pure-bred like Sunset exuded. Sophia

young for breeding, over for a grooming session. Meanwhile, the few other mongrel cats at home would not require

affinity; it showed interest in a Norsk Skogkatt instead. Despite the Skogkatt being a male cat, Judge seemed to have fallen in love with it at first sight and was compelled to make

party. Her cafe and pet store had been in operation for some time;

visitors to her store that day. They were mostly wealthy women, holding their pedigree pets with one hand, and

donned were merely the basics. It was the pets they held with them that made up the social hierarchy among them. Since the pets represented their social statuses, these wealthy women made sure they were well-groomed. As they gathered, they impressed