My Dreamy Old Husband

Suddenly, a cone of ice cream was put in front of him. “Would you like to have some ice cream?”

Derek looked up to find that the corners of his mouth tasted salty; only then did he come to his senses and realize that his face was wet with tears. He wiped his tears away, saying, “Thank you.”

Derek glanced at Quinton without saying a word as they ate ice cream silently.

His mind seemed to have recovered its balance when he looked at Quinton. At the very least, he didn’t go astray, and somebody was still caring about him.

Quinton had lied down after eating his ice cream. Playing with his cell phone, he replied, “Okay.”

It had been seven days since Derek ‘died’.

Over the last seven days, Sandra and Alex played up Derek’s death as much as possible. They seemed to have concluded that Derek must have been killed by either Sophia or Michael.

Sit-in protests had been staged downstairs at Dragon Technology’s premises from time to time, for many urged the relevant departments to find the actual murderer to avenge Derek.

The police repeatedly asserted that the murderers had been found, and Sophia actually had nothing to do with the homicide. Even so, the public refused to believe this. To them, even the victim’s family couldn’t be fooled by this story, let alone the outsiders. Moreover, Dragon Technology hadn’t handed over Derek’s remains even now, so there must be something terribly wrong behind this!

There were huge crowds of people downstairs at Dragon Technology’s premises on the seventh day after Derek’s death. Sandra and Alex showed up downstairs together; leading many of the Mitchells, they occupied the entrance and burned offerings for Derek.

As they burned the offerings, they cried with great sadness.

Sandra knew that the longer the matter dragged on, the worse it would be for her. She must make a big deal out of this incident as soon as possible to benefit from this.

“My poor brother, please come out and meet me if you can see us. Tell Dad and me who killed you! Don’t be afraid, for Dad and I will certainly speak up for you. You have the entire Mitchell Family at your back! Oh, my brother! My poor, poor brother…”

Not only Sandra and Alex were wailing downstairs; a group of Mitchells who ranked as Derek’s junior in the family hierarchy were even forced to wear deep mourning and kneel downstairs; they wailed for the dead while burning offerings.

Cooper couldn’t help going ballistic at the sight of the scene. “This is so embarrassing! What

Cooper fall from power, so he

downstairs and sitting in from time to time, the hotel’s business was seriously affected, so even the

didn’t expect to witness such

the scene, for he really didn’t want to spare a glance at these

had sunk to such a level 20 years after he left. Such a way of doing things was no different from that of the upstarts who shouted abuses in public! They couldn’t care less about the honor and dignity of the

want to stir up trouble; I just want to

Mitchell, the former Universal Games champion, publicly demanded to redress the wrong done to her younger

went missing. What an

must be some

watching them in the building, for she wanted to see when they

that she had murdered him; if she couldn’t hand over his

rammed into their car had exploded on the spot, killing the

attack; they forcibly

really impressive of them to raise such a ruckus from early in the morning until noon! It’s such a cold

still refused to leave. They kneeled on the floor and warmed their hands with their breaths while shivering, whereas Sandra and Alex had returned to their van

make trouble while we have lunch

eat their fill to have the strength

to go out because he thought that this scene was too embarrassing. Sophia, however, was seething with rage; for Derek’s sake, she must go downstairs and raise merry hell with the

at noon to deliver sautéed lobster and nourishing mutton

was carrying a few boxes carefully. The instant she entered the

corner—she pulled at him like a

sleepy eyes and got up to have

you! You never change your clothes, wash your pants, shave your beard, comb your hair, or even smarten yourself up! All you