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

path, there were only dead men. She saw white people, black people, and even Asians. There were those from prominent families, poor people, the elderly, and even

across Nicole and Cooper and it was Cooper, who had saved her

who had

lowered her head and did

again, Russell immediately

reached out and grabbed his hands. She said, “Russell, I still

were full

had become like this, he

pulled his wife into his arms and said, “Chloe… has been gone for a long

Chloe was their daughter.

they had not expected that she would be infected by the Virs-18

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

requested, “Where is the child? Can you ask her to sing it again for me,

daughter, who had not been found until now,

Just let my wife listen

…

Residence, Carmen’s sweet voice was heard

a painter; I’m good

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

loved dancing and singing and often held ‘concerts’ back home. She was even selling her ‘concert’ tickets in the kindergarten, which were pretty expensive—it was

after such a

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 anyway. We did

himself from sobbing and

to him, patted his shoulder and said, “Calm down. It’s all