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!

that he wanted to say to him, but the words were stuck in his

back then. After that, I went to Africa

pictured a scene where Cooper was mining for coal in a faraway place called Africa. If he disobeyed his orders, he would be whipped by

could only imagine what Cooper endured all those years and he couldn’t

gazed at his father, who was now aging and sported gray hair, while being speechless as he tried to stop himself from

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

ears closer to Woody and heard the latter’s whisper. “Remember that young lady a long 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

air—a smile was still on his face and his hands tightly gripped Cooper’s for

in Cethos were all about Woody—the man who was with Cethos for

and exercised all efforts to support the revolution. Not too long after the founding of the

he was a middle-aged widower before his son

the ward for what seemed like an eternity without moving or speaking. Tears continued to

the room to give the father and son a few

Mitchell Family resumed their pretense of sobbing. It was not long after Woody’s death that they approached Mark and asked,

speaking

Not only did the Mitchell Family take over Woody’s land and property, but they also reclaimed it on the grounds that the latter

of someone’s private property in which the Mitchell Family had all but taken away! He did not have any house under his name and they did not pay for a single cent in alimony—they only

be filial for

silent as they lacked the courage to defend the obvious. Over the years, only

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

sight of his dead father on the bed. It was not until half an hour later that he opened the door

him. Although he looked like the same person twenty years ago, his behavior resembled that of a king and those brooding eyes were no longer downcast. No

family members were puzzled. Could this

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