My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 875

At that moment, the air became silent.

Sophia paused midway as she bent over to collect the boxer shorts while Michael froze when he opened the door.

She was unsure of what to do anymore. Should I call him a ‘hooligan’ and chase him out? Or, should I just forget about the shorts? If I go along with the plan, I’ll have to take them off later anyway, won’t I?

On the other hand, he waited for her reaction because he had to plan accordingly. I’ll retreat if she advances, but I’ll move forward if she takes a step back. I’ll admit defeat if she gets angry, but I’ll make my move if isn’t angry!

After a long and deafening silence, she calmly picked up the pair of shorts. “Are you back?”

He was stumped, but he reacted swiftly as best as he could. “Yeah, I’m back.”

The two of them acted as if nothing happened. Michael entered the suite while closing the door behind him. Then, he placed his briefcase down on the floor while speaking, “Get ready and we’ll head out for dinner.”

Carmen was also wearing Michael’s pullover shirt. She was walking around the room with bare feet and her tiny feet were reddened before she grabbed her husky bag to get ready for dinner.

Sophia hesitated at the mention of heading out for a meal. “Are we going out now? However, I don’t feel like going out. How do I head out dressed like this…”

Upon paying closer attention, she sounded as if she was coyly saying that. Michael glanced at her clothing and realized that she was wearing his white shirt as her pajamas, exposing her snowy-white legs.

 

Michael took out his phone while dialing a number. “In that case, I’ll get them to send room service,” he answered.

He ordered their meals and demanded for a female server to deliver it to the room.

 

she delightfully had her meal, she went to the bathroom to put

Michael prepared a child’s bed for her and it even came with a mosquito netting to keep the mosquitoes out. It was also to prevent her from

the lights and closed the

had asked someone to clear the meal. Furthermore, the couch in the living

had prepared the sofa bed and arranged some roses on it before he lit up some candles, uncorked a bottle of champagne, and played some music. He had switched on the romantic aromatherapy diffuser and left the open box of condoms on the side. He was wearing nothing but a pair of briefs while lying almost naked on

her walk out, he excitedly patted the space

eyes as she approached him on bare feet. Michael’s boxer shorts were loose on her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. She lifted the shorts before taking

soft music, Michael poured white wine into two champagne flutes. The two of them enjoyed some

having a few flutes of champagne, Sophia started to feel tipsy and her cheeks were slightly flushed. She was breathing heavily and throwing coquettish glances at Michael. He sensed that the time was right, so he made his move

instead of the alcohol. Michael started to kiss Sophia’s small, flushed cheeks whereas she felt that she should not be proactive since women should be reserved. However, she somehow felt weakened when she tried to push him away. Then, after she moaned for a while, she stopped resisting him. In fact, she seemed as though she was

feeling—there was a tremor in her brain as she felt

laid a finger on her or teased her. He would hold her to sleep at night because Stanley had maimed him all those years ago. Quinton knew that he would never be able to satisfy her in that manner,

memory, everything seemed new whereas her body

lips feathered kisses on her eyes, her cheeks and her lips. He was lost in the sensation of her smooth and sleek

picked up a rose and plucked its petals to

friend to you. You might

of the ‘old friend’ that he was referring to, so she rolled her eyes

After all, you

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