My Dreamy Old Husband

As Irene spoke, she grabbed Michael’s hand and held it in front of Sophia. Even so, Michael did not evade her advances. Thus, the two of them spoke of the past while holding hands. Sobbing quietly, she reminisced about the years that had gone by like the flowing waters of a river. At the same time, she treated Sophia as if she were invisible.

He humored her and went along with the conversation. As the memories from back then slowly surfaced, their talks became more and more intimate. It felt like they had gone back in time—back to the time when they burned with a passionate love for each other.

I knew he would never be able to forget me, she thought to herself, secretly feeling triumphant. To her surprise, he frowned after they finished talking and said, “Irene, the past is in the past. Even if we reminisce about it, it changes nothing. In the end, we need to face forward.” Then, he turned to Sophia and said, “Sophia, bring some tissues.”

Sophia looked no different from usual. It was as if the man holding hands with his ex-girlfriend and reminiscing about their past was not her husband. She handed the tissues over, then Michael pulled his hand away from Irene to retrieve several tissues and hand them over to Irene. “You cried so much that you’ve become ugly, just like how you were when we were kids. Here; wipe your snot before you talk.”

Before she could say anything, Michael spoke up first with a bitter look of regret. His words were as sharp and merciless as knives. “Irene, we are not young anymore. We’re adults now and we have to be reasonable. Therefore, the past should stay in the past. You’re already in your mid-thirties. So, you should understand that we’re long past the age of living for the sake of love. Look at you; you cried so much that your wrinkles are showing!”

Those words stabbed into her heart, that beat only for the sake of love, like blades. Subconsciously, she touched the corner of her eyes. Sure enough; she could feel roughness against her once smooth skin. Knowing that he was coming today, she had secretly put on some light makeup in advance to sway his heart. However, her crying just now had washed away her makeup, causing her wrinkles to appear.

Michael’s cruel words had revealed a truth she did not wish to admit—she was in her mid-thirties. She was around the same age as him. Moreover, she had been hospitalized for several reasons recently. Hence, her facial care had been neglected, and her skin was in poor condition—so much so that her wrinkles had appeared.

been sitting by the side without saying anything, was radiant—her face was supple and full of youthful

phone to take a picture—it was natural and without any post-editing. Meanwhile, Sophia looked like a photo that had undergone

moment, Irene knew—she had made a mistake. She had wanted to show him her most pitiful and helpless side so that he would pity her and return to her side. Meanwhile, Sophia had used her prettiest and most

Irene couldn’t accept her loss. Michael is mine! He has always been mine! What

effect, her wounds were mostly real. She had truly harmed herself just to become hospitalized. Therefore, she looked unusually haggard and old. However, Michael, who was sitting opposite her, retained the same youthful looks he used

no means to sway his heart anymore. He had completely fallen for Sophia’s youth and beauty! Hence, she no longer insisted on making them stay and

was crying so hard and he asked her to wipe her snot! She was trying to make him pity her, yet he asked

meantime, Michael called the Old Master. “Yeah, I talked to Irene. I

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that was written there was the truth. Following that, the criticism online finally stopped. It turned out that they had reconciled a long time ago! All that nonsense about love and hate

Irene made a phone call after Michael and Sophia left. “Hey…