My Dreamy Old Husband

Cooper punched the wall hard repeatedly while sobbing in a guttural voice. He was inconsolable as he wept.

More than ten hours passed by as Nicole watched him guard the entrance of the operation theater. He did not rest, nor did he eat; instead, he stayed silent, facing the wall while tears rolled down his cheeks.

Finally, the light of the operation theater turned off, and the doctor walked out of the door. Cooper stood up immediately when he heard that, and he dashed to the front of the doctor. “What is the situation?”

The doctor appeared exhausted when he replied to him, “The patient has been severely infected by the Virs-18, and she has multiple organ failures. After urgent treatment, her organs have recovered their function. We have also used the cure on her. She will have a fighting chance if she is able to regain consciousness in the next two days. However, if she can’t…”

“Is it too late after all…”

If we had arrived earlier… would the chances have been better? Why didn’t I take her here earlier? God, did you do this deliberately?

Cooper looked up while staring at the sky through the window. Recently, there had been a fog over the sky in Africa. It looked so gloomy, as if everything might come bearing down at any moment.

Why is fate such a cruel thing? After twenty-seven years, I finally learned the truth, and now, I know that I have a daughter. However, I am helpless while I look on as she dies in front of me. In fact, she is dying due to my ruthlessness!

The strong always prey on the weak, and those who are weak would end up destroyed. Once upon a time, I used to be one of the weak ones, and I couldn’t even protect the person I love. I worked hard to become more powerful to ensure that I could control my own fate. Nevertheless, I end up not being able to even save my daughter.

When I was Cooper Mitchell, the power I possessed used to be incomparable. I had control of the Mitchell Family’s finances, but I wasn’t aware I had a surviving daughter. Her daily necessities weren’t even taken care of, and she had been bullied badly.

Why did fate make a fool out of us? Why did fate make us pass by each other in our lives…

A day had passed by, and it was already twenty-four hours, but Sophia was still in a coma.

The sky outside of the building went dark before the sun rose once again. However, the person lying in bed remained motionless. She was sound asleep, but her festering wounds were under control now. The cure was working, but she didn’t seem as if she might regain consciousness.

Her heartbeat was steady, but it was weak too. It sounded as if it might stop anytime now.

Most of her face was horribly festered. Her scalp was completely damaged, and her hair was all gone. Even if she were to survive this, she would be left with severe scars for the rest of her life.

Cooper sat by her bed all night long, and he didn’t dare close his eyes because he was afraid that he might wake up to a corpse if he were to fall asleep. I just want to keep her close to me, and I want to guard my own daughter. Having the chance to even look at her for a moment longer brings me joy, and I know that it is a luxury.

wrapped under layers of bandages. One of her arms had horribly festered, and even her bones were visible. Meanwhile, her other arm

petite, pale hand while feeling the warmth and affection of his flesh and blood. However,

palm is so warm, but why can’t I seem to impart warmth upon

just so that I

has to die,

was placed in Michel’s Castle while enjoying the protection of the Michel Group. They would charter a plane for her flight back to

the hospital room as a young man clad in a black suit came rushing

came rushing over from somewhere else, and he

daughter is here, and

me by showing me a photograph of an influencer named Chester

between Fass Michel and Cooper Mitchell. That was why I pretended to be oblivious to it while claiming that I hadn’t any idea what he

expect Sophia to be

from the

lying motionless on it. He remained motionless, but his eyes were

seen this side

he looked at the complicated machines connected to Sophia’s body. Her eyes were shut, and half of her face was festered. She looked exceptionally pale, and she was breathing weakly. It sounded as if it might be

my God!

to her softly, but the bedridden person did

him with yearning

he started speaking in a quiet voice about how he

they had the same interests in Bayside University. He mentioned about the chilly night where they kept each other

Linus. His tears came rolling down uncontrollably. The once strong and unshakable Cooper was now just a father who was about to

crossed so many

eloped to to

for me in secret. Therefore, I sent my substitute, Chester,

that Sophia might be the person behind that situation. She must have known about my background, and she knew

her. I was in the car, and she was sitting in the front passenger’s seat when