My Dreamy Old Husband

It was already too late by the time Sophia realized that something was amiss. Her body fell limp to the ground with a loud thud as her brain scrambled from the shock of the fall; she saw stars dancing in front of her eyes while her whole body plunged in chaos.

However, she refused to pass out as she struggled to open her eyes. She watched as the others fell to the ground; just like her, they became weak and had no strength to move.

Then, a pair of black sneakers appeared from the mist with silent yet heavy steps.

The owner of those shoes had a very clear target—Sophia!

He walked toward Sophia with eyes that were void of any human emotions. Just like a cold machine, he blandly stepped over a bunch of people who were unable to fight back.

Sophia tried hard to retrieve her self-defense gun, but she was so weak that she couldn’t even lift a finger, let alone fight back.

She could only stare at the man with black sneakers as he walked toward her. Her eyes were filled with indignation and desperation, but she was utterly helpless.

This was a trap.

If I’m not mistaken, the man in front of me should be Blade—the legendary killer that’s only second to Quinton, right? Blade never leaves any survivors… Am I going to die here today?

As Blade got closer to Sophia, she had already whipped out her gun when she sensed danger earlier. However, her body turned limp all of a sudden as she lost the strength in her hand; naturally, the gun fell out of her hand.

Blade bent down and picked up the gun. Raising the gun without any hesitation, he aimed it at someone who was lying on the ground.

Sophia closed her eyes in despair…

She never thought that she would die here. I still have so many dreams and revenge that I’ve yet to fulfill.

She still had people she needed to love and accompany for the rest of her life.

Carmen is not even big enough yet; I want Michael to grow old with me…

Meanwhile, Michael only heard a gunshot when he got out of the car; his hurried steps froze after he had heard the gunshot.

night, Michael’s mind went blank and he instantly lost the ability to

his crime thriller movies—he even played a psychopathic murderer who killed and

courage to step forward; it seemed like there

right behind him, hurriedly ran forward

throughout the amusement park. The strong

on a mask and walked inside. Michael

seven or eight people lying on the building’s leaky corridor—all of them were Sophia’s men. After sending Sarah away, they wanted to stay behind and investigate the traces of the killer who had

then, there

move forward. According to Roger and Shae’s report, Sarah’s throat had been slashed with a knife—it was Blade’s signature killing move. Nicking the artery and trachea with a cut to the throat,

is Sophia… she wouldn’t be

to react swiftly, but he didn’t dare to step forward at that moment. He was afraid to see his

walked in as he glanced at the people who were

She’s not here!”

be alive if she’s not

burst of false delight, a

Blade!

they still fell into

which informed her about

of Sarah’s incident and

been a trap, and they were all careless

self-defense tool for women,

the

everywhere on the ground, it stained his light colored shirt. His eyes were shut with few traces of blood seeping out of

the heart, and there was no way he could have

Blade strikes, he

he didn’t kill Sophia, there had to

being shot in the