My Dreamy Old Husband

The students wanted to give him gifts, so what could he do?

Every day, whenever he left his seat for a moment, he would come back to find his office full of snacks. He couldn’t possibly throw them away.

Everyone proceeded to evenly divide Quinton and Nathan’s trophies.

Carmen picked a bar of chocolate out of the pile of snacks and gave it to Bailey. “Bailey, for you!”

Bailey hesitated for a moment, but when he saw the smile on Carmen’s adorable and gentle face, he couldn’t bear to upset her, so he accepted it.

Upon seeing this, a dark gleam flashed across Michael’s eyes once again as he restrained the urge to lunge at him.

That chocolate is obviously used for courtship! Why did she give it to Bailey?!

Michael tried his best to force a smile onto his face, then said to Carmen, “Carmen, honey, Daddy wants a snack too.”

Still rather disgruntled, Carmen retorted, “If Daddy wants one, Mommy can feed you! Aren’t you guys always feeding each other at home?”

Michael was dumbfounded.

How could his own daughter say such a thing?

His heart fell to the ground with a ‘crash’, shattering into pieces.

He felt as if he was watching the seedling that he had worked hard to cultivate being invaded by a fat and ugly insurance-selling rodent.

Sensing Michael’s despair, Sophia unwrapped a piece of chocolate and fed it to him. To his dismay, the chocolate filled his entire mouth with bitterness.

He thought back to the song that he had sung many years back: ‘The cold wind drifted over and caressed my face; my child’s rebellion is giving me a heartache’.

Meanwhile, Bailey was taking the first bite out of his chocolate. His arm was raised, and the muscles underneath that were beginning to take shape bulged slightly. His tanned, wheatish skin made him appear healthy, young, and powerful—just like a rising sun.

The three apricot kernels that hung on his wrist exuded a special sort of extravagance and strangeness.

skin was no longer mainstream in foreign countries; healthy, wheatish skin like

staples. As the average person couldn’t afford to

a person had fair skin and was fat, they

to keep them in shape. With the

one could tell Bailey’s financial status and social standing just by looking at his figure and

he’s only fifteen, but he already has muscles, Sophia thought as

other hand, was figuring out ways to get the bracelet back. Bailey suddenly stood up and said, “I’m done eating. Thank you for

he picked up his belongings and turned

an apple and a chicken wing; you should eat more! I still have pork

“I’m going to play basketball, so

and pounced on the chance to take it. Chewing on a pork trotter, he exclaimed, “Since the foreigner doesn’t know how to eat your pork trotters, you can give them all to

and tore fiercely into it, all the while thinking

was already active. His agile body darted left and right, and he could even shoot perfect three-pointers. He was only fifteen years old, but he was already

as she nibbled

was a few years younger, and if she hadn’t met Michael, she would

long eyelashes, long legs, and that beautiful face… She had the

bracelet as soon as he got on the court and that he had passed it

meaningful glance, and the two of them went up to

publicly grab it, and they couldn’t

him, then wait

from both sides. As long as they managed to snatch the ball from him, they would take turns shoving

He didn’t know why these two ‘youngsters’ resented him so much, but since they were here, he wouldn’t back down. He would meet their attacks with

courage and tranquility he showed were unlike that of

He said, “Aunt Sophia, look at my uncle. Why’s he being

head, Sophia reckoned Michael had a short

their chicken wings! Did he

Quinton, look! Daddy is bullying Mr. Bailey; go

gone too far to pick on a

rushed up to the court