My Dreamy Old Husband

That must be Russell’s wife.

Walking over with concern, Russell said gently, “They’re just a few random people. I’m kicking them out now and I’ll take you to the backyard for a walk in a minute.”

When facing his wife, Russell had a warm expression, but the moment he turned to the others, he became harsh and cold again. Immediately, he shooed them away. “Leave now. I don’t have the time to entertain you.”

Sophia was about to say something, but she was interrupted by the pleasant sound coming from Hale’s trouser pocket.

Taking his phone out, Hale saw that it was Maria again. Just when he was going to hang up, Sophia stopped him.

The phone continued to ring, and Carmen’s sweet voice spread throughout the house.

Her voice was like the sound of a lark, as well as a gentle, sweet wind, which made anyone feel refreshed listening to it.

The ringtone was recorded by Sophia when Carmen was singing it live. It was not tuned, presenting a very genuine and original sound—as if she was singing in their ears. It was like some kind of magic that could heal any wound.

Everyone seemed to like it when Sophia used Carmen’s song as her ringtone, so they set theirs too to listen to it at any time.

When Mrs. Simmons heard Carmen’s voice, her tensed brows relaxed—as if all of her worries were gone at that moment. There was even a hint of satisfaction in her smile and she was clapping along with the tempo.

The call went on for a while, but Maria hung up after finding that no one was picking up; the sweet voice was gone as well.

When Carmen finished singing the song, she even called out, “Mommy, did I sing well?”

The moment Mrs. Simmons heard the sweet little voice saying ‘mommy’, she smiled softly. “That was so nice. Just like our Chloe…”

Although she was smiling, there was no hint of happiness in her eyes. Her tears that were mixed with blood hung in the corners of her eyes.

Looking at her bloody tears, Sophia’s heart flinched. She felt like someone was strangling her throat. For a moment, she could not breathe smoothly.

dead in that

had experienced the virus outbreak herself. It was like the end of the world. When she walked her way down the path, there were only dead men. She saw white people, black people, and even Asians. There were those from

Cooper and it

a lot of people who had turned into

her

was crying again, Russell immediately ordered, “Send

grabbed his hands. She said, “Russell, I

were full

And, now that his beloved wife had become like

and said, “Chloe…

Chloe was their daughter.

of thrilling activities. Three years ago, she went on an adventure with her friends in Africa. But, they had not expected that she would be infected by the Virs-18 and die over there. Her body was picked up by the local anti-epidemic organization and was burned to prevent the spread of

bitterly, Mrs. Simmons said, “I know… I know. It’s just that I think the

requested, “Where is the child? Can you ask her to

remembered his daughter, who had not been found

let

…

garden of the Simmons Residence, Carmen’s sweet voice was heard again. This time, it wasn’t the ringtone playing from the phone, but her in

a painter; I’m good

to her and her face was full of satisfaction. She looked extremely content and her slender fingers were tapping along against the wheelchair. She was

all her might. She loved dancing and singing and often held ‘concerts’ back home.

such a long time, Russell’s eyes were still full of

alive, she would be 21 years old now. Since young, she had been very rebellious and loved to seek excitement. Even though her mother and I were against her decision to visit the uninhabited valley in Africa, she went

he couldn’t stop himself from

was standing next to him, patted his shoulder and said, “Calm down. It’s