My Dreamy Old Husband

What Sophia had done was something no one saw coming.

Scarlett, the daughter of Cooper Mitchell, actually pulled the skirt of Sandra in public!

Sandra was wearing a top to match her skirt that day. The thin fabric hugged closely to her athletic body, complementing her graceful figure. With an unexpected downward yank from Sophia, both the skirt and underwear slid down below her knees.

“Ahhhh!”

Sandra’s shriek broke the silence that once filled the hall moments before that. She frantically reached for her skirt and pulled it up. Alas, that undue sight was already etched in the minds of everyone in the crowd.

Be it tanned or fair, au natural or shaved, that marked the eventful day where everyone found out what Sandra of the Mitchell family was made of—under her skirt, for that matter.

Sufficient to say, she had ‘tended her garden’ quite immaculately.

Sandra pulled her skirt up as she charged toward Sophia while bellowing, “I’m going to kill you! You’re so dead!”

As she pulled her skirt back onto her waist, she pounced at Sophia with clenched fists. Sophia had shamefully exposed both the front and rear of her groin and robbed her of her rational mind at that very instant. Her dignity, pride, and self-esteem were all shredded to bits in a matter of seconds. The sudden reveal of the most sacred part of her body left nothing to the imagination for the crowd.

Having expected Sandra to fight back, Sophia rolled her sleeves up and lunged at her, lifting her skirt whenever it was within her reach. Michael used to remark that she never resorted to disrobing her opponent back when she engaged in a catfight with the mistress. Today, she had outdone herself.

Sandra used to be an athlete, but she had retired for quite some time. The following years living under the care of the Mitchell family had been a bed of roses for her. Naturally, she no longer continued her training for competitions, for her choice of profession as an athlete was merely a stepping stone for her to marry into a wealthy family. Since bearing the Mitchell family name, she no longer saw the need to slog her guts out at the training pool.

On the other hand, Sophia had been living in a war-torn area for several recent years. She was forced to keep her vitality and physique in its best form, or she could lose her life anytime.

The scale of the catfight was obviously tipped. Sophia had Sandra pinned down on the ground with her foot on her back while she yanked Sandra’s skirt and tore it, including her underwear.

parents at the scene were at a loss for words. They could do nothing except to bear witness to one of the most unusual catfights between two ladies from the Mitchell family; they were rolling and tumbling

the midst of Sandra’s painful and angry screams, Sophia’s merciless roar

matter for girls? Your brother lifted my daughter’s skirt, so why shouldn’t I let you have a taste of it?! Why are you crying? What are you shouting for? Look at how

had daughters felt vindicated. Who said little girls were naive and clueless? Who said little girls wouldn’t feel bad when

in to rescue her from the humiliation, but they were up against a barricade of men twice their numbers from Cooper and Michael’s gang. None of them were able to move in to interfere, so they

fight back. Her skirt was nearly destroyed as she howled while still clinging on to it for dear

Albert was already stunned as he stared blankly at his own sister being pinned

who was crying hysterically with her face drenched in tears, in front of Albert. She grabbed the skirt which Sandra was still grasping on and

did you see that? Girls in skirts and dresses do not like themselves being exposed! I’ll let you off this time, but you’d better remember this. If you ever dare to do anything indecent

profusely. Since the day he was born, he had been doted on by Alex and condoned by Sandra for his spoiled behavior.

traumatized for life when it came to removing girls’ skirts. He then discovered his newfound interest in taking

before she stood up to

skirt and yelled in between sobs, “Sophia Edwards, the Mitchell family

ever be in, while mockingly imitating her tone and arching her eyebrows as she said, “Had you not shamelessly flaunted what’s beneath your skirt in front of me earlier, why would I have

her head and glared

this moment, Sandra’s men finally managed to rush to her rescue. They took off their suits and wrapped them

Sandra could be heard yelling from afar, “I’ll kill you! You’re so,

kill me. I’ve only given you a few slaps, which is nothing close to harming your vital organs. You can sue me for compensation, though. Go ahead and sue me; I’ve got all the money. Tell me how much to pay you, and I’ll do it. But if you ever say something to disrespect me again, this won’t be

was out of sight, Sophia turned back and gazed at

his eye. Upon taking a closer look, she noticed how he shared quite some resemblance with

her gaze into a fierce glare, Albert felt