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.

 

the bathroom to put on toothpaste on her toothbrush and brushed her teeth. Then, she

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 falling off

asleep, he switched off the lights and

showered after having her meal too. Upon walking out of the bathroom, she saw that Michael had asked someone to clear the meal. Furthermore, the couch in the living room had been spread out, revealing it to be a sofa bed that was large enough to accommodate a few

on the romantic aromatherapy diffuser and left the open box of condoms on

out, he excitedly patted the space

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

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

breathing heavily and throwing coquettish glances at Michael. He sensed that

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.

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

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

on her memory, everything seemed new whereas

sensation of her smooth and sleek skin, but he

its petals to scatter them over

You might have forgotten all about it, but I

‘old friend’ that he was referring to, so

partner. After all, you two haven’t met

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