My Dreamy Old Husband

Sandra was still playing dead on the floor when she suddenly heard a voice ringing in her ear. “Stop pretending. Get up.”

It was Derek’s voice!

Sandra opened her eyes to see Derek standing in front of her with his face covered in blood. After being stunned for a few seconds, she cried out in shock, “Aah!”

Sandra, who had been more dead than alive just a moment ago, was so frightened that she instantly sat up. Summoning all her strength at once, she no longer seemed to be dying as she was just now while she dragged her bloodied feet backward as fast as possible.

Derek stepped forward with a wicked smile on his bloodied face before saying sinisterly, “Weren’t you trying to evoke my spirit from the dead? Today is the seventh day since I died, and I’m back to visit you.”

He approached her step by step, looking really like an evil spirit with a ferocious expression on his face, which was covered in the blood she had rubbed on him.

Sandra was really frightened. She kept moving backward while saying incoherently, “It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me; I didn’t kill you!”

Derek laughed in desolation before purposely speaking in a cold voice. “The three people who killed me told me everything. My death was so unjust…”

Sandra was scared to death. She kept moving backward with her arms flailing around, as though there was a spider web before her. She cried and screamed at the top of her lungs, “Help! Help…”

As she screamed, she knocked over Derek’s memorial tablet, scattering the offerings all over the floor. She picked up the offerings and hurled them at Derek hysterically, screaming, “Help! There’s a ghost here!”

No longer paying attention to her, Derek turned to Alex, who was wailing on the floor.

Alex had felt that Derek looked familiar when he saw the latter. However, he didn’t know where he had seen Derek even though he had spent the entire morning crying while holding his black-and-white photo in his arms.

This was also the first time Derek came face-to-face with his biological father in so many years.

all, and they never had a chance to meet after he grew up. Unexpectedly, this was where

Instead, he fell to his knees and kowtowed twice in the snow. After

up at Alex with

a moment before looking at the latter’s photo. Only then did he

He turned to the crowd, looking desperate. “He’s not my son! He’s an imposter! My son is dead, so who the hell is he? Why is he pretending to be my son? Guys, this man is disguising himself as my son; hurry

his eyes, he said, “Thank you for giving me the gift of life. But from today onward, Mr. Alex Mitchell,

on the shoulder, Cooper assured him sincerely, “You’ll always be a good son of the Mitchell

car after Cooper. After that, the car drove off

then did Sandra realize that Derek didn’t die

people around her were watching her make a fool

couldn’t recognize her younger brother when

Alex couldn’t recognize his son, who was right before him, let alone his sister! I really wonder how Alex

Bayside

was littered with miscellaneous items, joss papers, and unclaimed mourning clothes that

of the family were pointed at and gossiped about. They were still shouting abuses, but what they said sounded even more vulgar

feast. Since it was rare for the whole family to gather together and speak

they were here on this day for the meeting, all of them were very well-dressed. The men were impressive in appearance with their suits and leather shoes, whereas the ladies were dressed in formal attire. Each of them, dressed exquisitely, had a charm of their own. They talked and laughed as they walked past the mess created by Alex’s branch of the

in appearance, their spirits also set them apart from the others. It was

the family had made real fools of themselves by acting like

emblem on themselves quietly before sneaking away with Cooper’s branch of

judging from the amount of blood she had lost, it seemed that she was close to death. Unexpectedly, she sprang to her feet, jumped about, and even threw offerings at people just now. Having made a fool out of herself, she looked totally unlike an injured person