My Dreamy Old Husband

Quinton sniffled. After cleaning his nose with some tissue, he threw the tissue into the trash can, which was already full of tissue papers he had thrown earlier.

“Look at you. Why did you become a killer? Now karma is hitting you back!” mocked Stanley from the side.

However, Quinton did not say anything. He knew best about his own body. The season was transitioning lately, and the weather became cool and warm alternately. After lying on the sofa for the whole afternoon, he caught a cold and started sneezing every day.

Blocking his nostrils with tissues, he went on with the game.

Suddenly, a group of elderly women and men came in from the front door of the cybercafé. Their eyes were like searchlights, looking around. Noticing their presence, Stanley joked, “They must have come here to catch their sons! Unfortunately, we’re a legal cybercafé, so we only welcome adults.”

As he said that, he saw someone stopping the group and asking them why they were there.

He initially thought that they were just ordinary parents who came looking for their children, yet someone sneaked toward Stanley and glanced at Sophia and her family. All of a sudden, a middle-aged woman darted across the room toward Sophia.

“It’s her!”

The middle-aged woman marched forward and reached out, looking like she wanted to grab Sophia’s hair. However, when her hand was just a few centimeters away from Sophia, a hand stretched out like lightning and grabbed her wrist.

No one knew when Quinton had turned around. He glared at the woman coldly and let go of her wrist. At the same time, Sophia also stood up and looked at the woman with curious eyes.

The woman dressed like she had lots of money: golden earrings, a golden necklace, golden rings, and even a golden tooth. Yet, she had a brutal expression. Pointing at Sophia, she shouted to everyone behind her, “It’s her! She’s the one who hit my son!”

In a blink of an eye, the group of people swarmed over and surrounded the five of them.

and stopped them. The two groups of people stood on each side separately.

Cooper shoved his daughter behind him and stared at the group of people of unknown

crowd in a panic and persuaded, “Uncle, Aunt. Didn’t I tell you that Clive is the guilty party? This has nothing to do with the

man, who looked quite imposing, walked out from the crowd. With a surprisingly loud voice, he yelled

afraid of that man.

Byron and Clive, who had been beaten up earlier and

Clive, Byron, and the group of people. Instantly, he knew what was happening. Taking the opportunity, he complained to Cooper, “Grandpa Cooper, that was the gangster

was afraid that she would not be able

hurt my darling

identical cold light flashed in Cooper and Linus’s

behind Cooper, and cursed, “Linus, consider it a blessing that my son

did not come

Sophia hiding from her, she rolled her sleeves up and was about to show her what

son has already slept with you; how dare you still act like an innocent

to pay a betrothal gift. The Bishop

was the one who slept with someone else’s daughter, she wanted to vent

meters stood in her way and looked down at her. Their biceps

her son had slept with their daughter. If they don’t beg us to take their daughter in,

slept with my son. How dare you still act

he did not sleep with Sophia. When he went into the private room and was about to do something, Sophia pressed him into the bed and beat him up. She even stuffed a sneaker into his mouth, and he

he would never admit that he was