My Dreamy Old Husband

Everyone looked at each other before averting their gazes to Joel. Simultaneously, a politically incorrect thought formed in their minds.

Saving him had actually hurt him!

Perhaps it would have been best for him to die 30 years ago.

Elizabeth gave up her life to meet him again on the other side. Yet, he hid himself in a place secretly, causing her to come away empty handed.

However, that wasn’t his fault. It was their bitter fate.

Under everyone’s complicated gaze, Joel’s hair stood on end.

He was desperate too, but he couldn’t possibly shoot Theo so that he could reunite with Elizabeth on the other side, could he?

Since he was still alive, it would be a murder!

Besides, the current surgical technology had saved him. Therefore, he was a living being!

Not only didn’t Joel have the guts to be a murderer, but the entire Fletcher Family didn’t dare to bear the responsibility either. Therefore, Joel had placed his last hope on that hospital.

Since Theo had only less than one third possibility of surviving, Joel wouldn’t be held accountable if heaven took Theo’s life.

Yet, heaven didn’t take his life.

It was snowing outside again but Theo didn’t feel like moving.

Suddenly, he stood up and stared at the fluttering snow from the sky while mumbling to himself, “After I woke up, they told me that I’ve been asleep for many years. I thought that they meant only a few years…”

He even thought that Elizabeth was still waiting for him.

Unexpectedly, it had been 30 years and Elizabeth was long gone.

He lifted his head and looked up at the sky, a layer of snow on his eyelashes. After being in a coma for over 30 years, he still looked the same. In fact, he looked even younger, but his eyes showed that he had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

hand, he caught a snowflake, which then melted in his palm. He exhaled and there was no expression on his face, but his eyes

did when she couldn’t find me in that

a word while tears gushed out of

strangle him to death, which might help him end his

he was his

had to follow Theo’s footsteps

toxin had penetrated into his bones and was slowly corroding his organs. With the current medical technology, he could only inject medicines to detoxify it and slowly nurse

later on after it was completely destroyed, they might need to wait for a long time, at least until the medical technology had advanced to a stage where he could be treated. Before

would they have

was uncertain. Perhaps a month. Perhaps a

or she might even have passed away in loneliness while spending her whole life waiting for him to wake

waited for him

of it made him feel like he was an

resurrection, the entire Fletcher Family sank into a weird

walking dead. His soul had probably already

night, everyone gathered to eat but none of them seemed to have

dinner, Old Master Fletcher

Michael who didn’t eat much during dinner either, and he was

in the same situation

through the same

memories whereas Michael had to be

all

be blamed

and killed her entire family, she wouldn’t have hated him and cultivated Quinton into a killer to get rid of Theo’s descendants. In addition, Quinton wouldn’t have poisoned Michael and he wouldn’t have

too. After all, he was the one who provided the equipment

back earlier, he could have protected Sophia

was the one who sold Sophia to Michael in the

room had their own thoughts but Sophia and Michael weren’t the least

her bowl over and fed him food that she didn’t want anymore. “Here, grandpa. This is my favorite food, corn gruel. I love you the most, grandpa, so I’ll give it all to you. You have to eat