My Dreamy Old Husband

The child of around two to three years of age leaned pitifully in Sophia’s arms. She was scared, anxious, was too afraid to speak, and had her lips pressed together tightly. Despite having suffered, she did not dare to say a word. Michael was a father himself and did not have the heart to turn the child away.

“Okay. If you like her, we will buy her.”

After they paid for the child, Sophia stopped going in further and went to a rest area with the child in her arms instead.

She knew that she was not fit to go in there. She feared that she would not be able to control herself and end up buying all the children in the market.

“D*mmit! It had to be the Yard Family!” Michael cursed.

After finding out that it was the Yard Family, he thought it was fortunate but also a pain.

At least, the child was not sold into the pornographic industry or a killer organization. She was not sold to gruff old men as a plaything either. It was the most fortunate outcome in that wretched place.

The Yard Family was of imperial descent and they still carried on the imperial family’s traditions. Every year, they took in children of unknown origins and trained them to become bodyguards from a young age. They were similar to shadow guards in ancient times.

But, why did it have to be the Yard Family?

The Fletcher Family turned them from a flourishing entity to being left with only one son for generations. It was going to be a lot of work to bring that child back.

Suddenly, a frown appeared on Michael’s forehead and he ran out of the specialized area toward the rest area. When he got there, however, he did not see Sophia but only Hale with five to six children. Hale looked at Michael helplessly with his palms in the air in front of him.

Not long after, Sophia came back with two more children. Now, there were eight of them in total.

Both Michael and Quinton gaped at her.

I knew I shouldn’t have brought her here! She is going to buy all the children in the market at this rate!

The eight children were all around the same age as Carmen. Each one of them looked pitiful. Michael felt his head start to ache at the sight.

eight cats or eight dogs, or even eight

other people splurged on bags,

a very peculiar way of squandering their

“Hubby—”

knew that he was mad. She simply looked at him pitifully with a child

paid for the children and

the hotel, Sophia

a single word. They listened to everything Sophia said

furious and could not bear to see them in misery. Who knew what they would go through

seemed healthy. They probably had parents who adored them but were

she would have to search the entire world, which did not seem possible. It

wanted to find them adoptive families once they

same time, Michael and Quinton were having

the Phantom Wolf and bring the child back.

hesitation, Michael decided to entrust Quinton with the matter. Even though he did not trust him completely, he felt

but I want

…

the black market, the two men went to the

felt like she would ruin things if she went with them again. She did not go anywhere and only stayed in

children by herself. If that had been eight Carmens, she would have been exhausted, but these eight children were unusually obedient. They ate as they were told, slept as they were told, and did not speak a word. That,

did not know the experiences they had prior to this, she knew that it had left them scarred

the children back to the country. Trying to find their biological parents did not seem possible now, so

unable to conceive.

Sophia brought the children out to eat. There was a Crimson House branch in the area and she walked in without a second thought;

part of the restaurant next to