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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but found it rather 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 ten million.

the two of them turned solemn. Michael replied, “Carmen is almost two and a half years old, so it’s about time for her to attend kindergarten. She’s definitely

I’ve never had him attend kindergarten. I employed an early education expert and gave him the

attend kindergarten. She can’t be too isolated, so I had

that Villa No. 8 had seen an increase in the number of children who stuck to Carmen every day. Having so many friends to play with, she wasn’t even

her half-eaten steak, which she couldn’t quite bring herself to finish yet didn’t want to waste, and he was eating it with relish. “Why did you do that?” Shock

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

her shredded meat dish. Of course, he knew that she loathed wasting food, probably because she was once destitute, at the mercy of others for even a bite of clean and fresh rice in the past. Hence, she was still exceedingly thrifty even after having money to

say in response. When he’d finished her half-eaten steak and fruit salad, she asked in curiosity, with

given her a fake story again. In Cooper’s mouth, he’d probably become a shameless old man who spent 80,000 to purchase her so that he could ravage her

events wasn’t true. Michael had always regarded

that I bought you. I merely offered ten million as bride price to