My Dreamy Old Husband
Chapter 842
“That’s Stan!” Upon taking two steps forward, Sophia glimpsed Stanley’s picture hanging on the wall, looking all formidable with his trademark crew cut while holding Judge’s leash in his hand, Judge appearing very impressive as well. With the illumination provided, she could clearly see that his introduction included the founder of Plum Technology, a renowned esports player, and a multi-time singles champion of Esports World Championship. Beside him were Sean and Sarah, both listed as the founders of Plum Technology. Regretfully, she wasn’t there. She pouted. “I’m not there…” Even Faye, Sandra, Irene, and Lucy were there, but not her.
“Back then, the pictures of you four were hung up concurrently, but the accident then befell you, and Plum Technology increased in scale, so they changed things up,” Michael explained. “It’s fine. You’ll also be there in a few days.”
As they both walked along the alumni corridor, Sophia asked him some strange questions, such as, “Are Stan and Sean dating?” and “Are they planning to go abroad to get married soon?”
Michael’s brows furrowed. Never had I expected her intuition to be so spot on. He gave an exasperated sigh. “It’s a long story. It all began when Sean was young…” When Sean was young, he often visited Fletcher Residence to play with Stanley. Since he had long, black hair and wore a pink tutu, everyone thought that he was Stanley’s little girlfriend. Even Michael thought that he was a girl and treated him exceptionally well, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be a boy.
When they arrived back at The Imperial, Michael saw Sophia to the door, only to be greeted by the sight of the 2.5m cat blocking the door. Cooper was treating the cat like a guard dog, tying it to the door to keep him out. Sophia could only get in by stepping over it, and Michael followed behind her. He was on cloud nine today, so the enormous orange cat seemed much more pleasing to him, and he couldn’t help stroking it.
Upon entering the house, the lights in the living room were turned on. The three members of the Mitchell Family were sitting in the living room, watching television. Again, Cooper wore a long face, dourness and displeasure written all over his face.
stepped foot into the house, Carmen flew over like
her, but she seems to have become
Mark phoned him today, saying that he’d seen the live broadcast, thus inquiring about their progress since they seemed to be getting on
walking on air. I’ve already held her hand, so I’ll surely get to kiss her on the cheek next time! Today, Great-Grandpa even called to ask whether I was willing to marry into the Mitchell Family. Of course, I’m willing!
become popular thanks to a video. The fans indeed had a keen eye, for they managed to surmise the identity of Carmen’s father from her cute countenance. Some reckoned that she was Taylor’s daughter, while some guessed that she was Scarlett’s daughter. In short, a myriad of speculations abound. Michael didn’t reply, knowing that it’d then all die down after they’d had
Sophia’s embrace and whined pitifully, “Mommy, I miss Judgey. It won’t be coming back after moving, will it?” Judge had been with her since young, so she truly missed it now that it had
own home, but we can go over to its home to visit in the
“12 weeks pregnant. Mommy is healthy, and pregnancy is progressing normally. She even gained weight.” That was Sophia a little over three years ago. She was lying on the sofa with a nightgown, watching television when Michael walked in with his cell phone, filming her. Judge was sprawled beside her, and she stuck her tongue out at the camera while stroking the
mommy are both healthy.
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