My Dreamy Old Husband

Faye was blinded by rage earlier, but now that Sandra had given her an idea, enthusiasm instantly flooded her. She’s right. At present, I can only retaliate in this manner! After making up her mind, she hurriedly contacted her lawyer to commit daylight robbery by demanding a king’s ransom! It’ll be great if she agrees since I’ll be recouping all the damages I’ve suffered. However, if she refuses, I can continue kicking up a fuss, too!

Meanwhile, when the press conference had ended, Sophia said to Michael, “Let’s go for dinner! My treat.”

My goddess is offering to treat me to dinner? With just the two of us? Michael was inwardly ecstatic, but outwardly, he maintained a nonchalant expression. “Are you sure? Didn’t Dad say to come home early for dinner?” he reminded, sounding conflicted.

Cooper’s love for Sophia was so overwhelming that he’d have eyes on her 24/7 if possible. Despite the press conference on this day, he still called every half an hour to inquire about her. But to be fair, if it were Carmen who’d gone out, Michael, the gray-haired old father, would definitely be pacing anxiously as well.

At home, when Cooper learned that Sophia wasn’t coming home for dinner, his face turned as black as charcoal. Nonetheless, he said nothing, merely asking her to come home earlier.

In Crimson House’s best private room, a candlestick sat on the dining table. As the candlelight flickered, an intimate and romantic air enveloped the place amidst the elegant strains of piano. The two people at the table clinked glasses lightly, creating a tinkling sound. Thereafter, Sophia raised her glass slightly with a single hand and sipped from it.

As they ate, they talked in a low voice, their topics ranging from the stock market to real estate besides also talking about the interesting things Michael encountered during his filming throughout the years. In fact, they talked about everything under the sun.

Sophia listened attentively, interjecting and laughing occasionally. Having indulged in red wine, her petite face was stained with a hint of scarlet, her eyes slightly glassy. Her glazed eyes seemed as though they held an infinite ocean, rendering her entire person immensely breathtakingly.

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dismal after eating some, so she left half of it uneaten. Jabbing the remaining half with her fork from time to time, she answered, “Not bad. It’s doing good, having gone up quite a bit, so I made a little over

is almost two and a half years old, so it’s about

never had him attend kindergarten. I employed an early education expert and gave him the best education, yet he’s been isolated since young,

too isolated, so I had Hale drop his kid off at our

Carmen every day. Having so many friends to play with, she wasn’t even interested in coming home anymore. Michael is truly a tender and considerate

couldn’t quite bring herself to finish yet

ate her unfinished fruit salad. “You had a difficult life when you were young, often having no food to eat, so you cherish food a lot. When you go out for a meal, you only order what you want to eat, but you become distressed when you can’t finish the food at times. You don’t want to waste it, yet you find it troublesome to request for

food. He would often be seen eating her unfinished steak, the coriander in her beef noodles, and the green pepper she disliked in her shredded meat dish. Of course, he knew that she loathed wasting food, probably

her half-eaten steak and fruit salad, she asked in curiosity, with a hand resting on her cheek, “Back then, I was just

Cooper’s mouth, he’d probably become a shameless old man who spent 80,000 to

events wasn’t true. Michael had always regarded her as family, a

merely offered ten million as bride price to marry