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.

in foreign countries; healthy, wheatish skin like his was favored instead. Plenty of people enjoyed sunbathing because

served what Cethosians considered to be junk food—high-calorie fried chicken and hamburgers were their staples. As the average person couldn’t afford to hire a private trainer, the foreigners were usually plump and overweight. Not to

if a person had fair skin and was fat, they were undoubtedly from the lower

trainers to keep them in shape. With

financial status and social

already has muscles, Sophia thought as she ogled

was figuring out ways to get the bracelet back. Bailey suddenly

picked up his belongings and turned around to go to the

I still have pork trotters and some lamb shoulder!” Sophia called after him

“I’m going to play basketball,

pork trotter, he exclaimed, “Since

took a piece of pork trotter as well and tore fiercely into it, all the while thinking to himself, He’s the pig

was only fifteen years

as she nibbled on one of the

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

so cute with those long eyelashes, long legs, and that beautiful face… She had the sudden desire to place him under her household

off his bracelet as soon as he got on the court and

meaningful glance, and the two of them went up to the

and they couldn’t steal it

him, then wait for a chance to take back

He and Nathan converged on Bailey from both sides. As long as they managed to snatch the ball from him, they would take

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

he showed were unlike that of

by the sidelines watching the game, could tell that something was up. He said,

Sophia reckoned Michael had a

was eat one of their chicken

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

Michael had gone too

rubbed his mouth, then rushed up to the court with