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.

groups of people

and stared

I tell you that Clive is the guilty party? This has nothing to do with the others. Stop messing around and go

imposing, walked out from the crowd. With a surprisingly loud voice, he yelled at her sternly, “Adults are speaking. How dare you interrupt

apparent that Christine was very afraid of that man.

and Clive, who

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 that bullied my aunt earlier. He was beaten by my aunt and now he’s coming at us with his

she would not be able to come to

hurt my darling

light flashed

consider it a blessing that my son has his eyes on you. You’re already his woman; how dare you act so arrogantly! Come here!

and Linus, Sophia did not come

woman was Clive and Tawny’s mother. When she saw Sophia hiding from her, she rolled her sleeves up and was about to show her what she was capable

you; how dare you

had also slept with someone else. Holding that fact against them, the man refused to pay a betrothal gift. The Bishop Family couldn’t lift their heads for years in the county town,

else’s daughter,

to the front, two foreign bodyguards that were taller than two meters stood in

she remembered that her son had slept with their daughter. If they don’t beg us to take their daughter in, she would become a fallen woman. Instantly, Mrs. Bishop found her

son. How dare you

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

he