My Dreamy Old Husband

It took Michael a lot of effort to help Sophia vent her frustrations. The next day, his whole body felt sore. I can’t do this anymore—I’m getting old. The disadvantages of an old husband with a young wife is apparent now. I feel as if I’m completely worn, but she is a young woman with healthy needs and desires. Previously, I was thirty while she was twenty, but soon, she’ll be thirty, whereas I’ll be forty.

Today, Harry deliberately came over to their house to thank Michael. “Michael, thank you very much. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to keep the situation under control.”

Michael was slumped on the couch. He didn’t want to move at all because he felt as if he had been completely hollowed out. I wh*re myself out, but he’s benefitting from it. Hahaha.

“I’m going to say the same thing—get your cheap mother-in-law to behave.” This is the last chance. Harry nodded earnestly. That mother-in-law of mine isn’t a good person, but I am her son-in-law, after all. Hence, I have to play my part. Nevertheless, it wouldn’t be my fault if this happens again.

Sophia dropped by the company after she went to the university. After that, she left the company to visit Simba in the veterinary hospital. Yesterday, Garfield was sent over as well because it needed treatment since its claws were trimmed horribly, and it bled profusely. Two days had passed, and the two cats were recovering well. Therefore, Sophia took both cats home from the vet.

Michael was done with work, but when he arrived home, he was greeted with nine cats in the house. The floor was covered with dung, and he felt disgusted. Initially, there was only Chrysanthemum, but Old Master Fletcher sent Simba over to mate. Later, Sophia bought a pair of new cats to keep them company before Linus gave her another one.

Besides, there was a stealthy magpie cat efficient in catching mice in the kitchen, which Michael had never even met, since it often showed up and disappeared swiftly. And then there was the one she snatched from Judy, as well as Sunset and the other two cats Stanley left at her place.

That’s a total of ten cats! There are two dogs as well! After New Year, they’ll all mate and give birth to puppies and kittens! There’ll be even more then! Oh, my. It doesn’t matter how much I earn because they will eat a hole through my pocket!

living room when the group of cats started surrounding him. They got entangled into a fight while

were burnt during a barbecue. It was abandoned since it was marred by a

was experienced in this aspect, and so he carried out the task well. The studio had not started operating officially because it was in the stages of going through the formalities of hiring people. The first job was to design a series of costumes for Sophia’s cats and dogs so that she could

of all, Ivan was familiar with each cat’s temperament and personality. Hence, he designed based on their appearance and temperament. For example, Chrysanthemum had a greasy, middle-aged man appearance, and it was the leader

when designing for it, the style had to be modest and dignified. Furthermore, it was slightly on the heavy

a very gorgeous noble appearance, and so its collar couldn’t

and dogs with another. He still preferred to design for these furry animals because caressing their fluffy and furry coats gave him boundless inspiration. Ivan would lie down for a while, and then he’d be sprawled on his stomach.

time possible. After drawing the designs, Ivan would have to hire an artisan group to

the house alone, but he brought along some of Cooper’s personal belongings he had left behind. “Uncle Michael, I found some of Uncle Cooper’s belongings he left behind from the family archive. You should give them to Sophia when you have

have a look. It was a box of old stuff, and they were mostly things like diaries, photo

Cooper appeared especially young; he must have been about 18 years old. He looked delicate and young, whereas a young man with a pretty face, who was about the same age and height, was standing beside him. The two men had their

before. This photograph had been taken more than twenty years ago after all. I probably don’t know him personally even if he’s someone I find familiar. Then, he flipped

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spacing out. For some reason, he thought of Sophia