My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 756

When he turned, he expectedly saw a pair of blue eyes that were in the color of a thousand-year-old lake, leaving him in shock.

Save for the difference in the color of that person’s irises, the one who stood in front of him resembled Cooper! Based on his own memory, that was how Cooper looked!

The Old Master looked equally shocked. Where did they find such a lookalike? He looks so lifelike!

Sean was evidently thrilled. “Old Master, this is Cooper! Cooper’s not dead and has finally returned!”

Cooper is still alive! Members of the Mitchell Family were taken aback as they turned to see who the man was.

All eyes were on Cooper as he took a swift stride toward Woody. Cooper was choked up in tears as he digested the sight of an aged person’s body. Then, without saying anything, he fell to his knees in front of the old man.

“Father!”

Cooper’s body shook as he shouted that word.

He now realized how ignorant and defiant he was in the past—he had been extremely cruel to have left Woody on his own…

Woody beamed when he saw Cooper. “Coop, you’re back!”

 

Cooper took his father’s dry, bony hand in his and blurted, “I’m back. I’m finally home.”

He looked over at Mark Fletcher and was choked up in tears before he added, “I’m back, Godfather.”

 

It is really Cooper! He is now here!

Cooper was actually still alive! In all honesty, Mark wanted to give him two slaps across his face to teach him a lesson—he never knew how much Woody and Sophia yearned to see him all those years!

to say to him, but the words were stuck in his throat and he could not seem to say it as he was trembling in tears.

as I was rescued back then. After that, I went to Africa to work as a miner and

faraway place called Africa. If he disobeyed his orders, he would be whipped by a foreman

what Cooper endured all those years and he couldn’t help but tear

father, who was now aging and sported gray hair, while being speechless as he tried

and smiled. “My son, come here… I have a few words that I would like

time ago? I have secretly released her and given her a sum of money. You should go and look for her. Find her and…” The words trailed off, leaving the sentence to be

face and his hands tightly

headlines of that day in Cethos were all about Woody—the man who was with Cethos for a lifetime

of Cethos and exercised all efforts to support the revolution. Not too long after the founding of the country, he kept abreast with its economy and even took its financial matters into his own

widower before his son in his later

ward for what seemed like an eternity without moving or speaking. Tears continued to stream down his face—it appeared glum and deep in thought, as if he was

asked everyone to leave the room to give the father and son a few moments

sobbing. It was not long after Woody’s death that they approached Mark and asked, “Old Master Fletcher, how about the property entrusted to you by

his century-old eyes. “For Pete’s sake, what property are you speaking of? If I did not mention it, would you guys have

death, Woody had been beside himself. Not only did the Mitchell Family take over Woody’s land and property, but they also reclaimed it on the grounds that

away! He did not have any house under his name and they did not

pointed unceremoniously at some noses and spat, “Look at yourselves—you wouldn’t come to visit him when he was well and alive. Now that he’s dead, all of you are here and pretending to be filial for a slice of the

Each of them were silent as they lacked the courage to defend the obvious. Over the years, only a few of them would regularly visit Woody—or whatever was left

was that the Mitchells would not have paid Woody a visit for as long as

father on the bed. It was not until half an hour later that he opened

were in front of him. Although he looked like the same person twenty years ago, his behavior resembled that of a king and

family members were puzzled.

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