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.

foreign countries; healthy, wheatish skin like his was favored instead. Plenty of people enjoyed sunbathing because they wanted their skin to achieve this shade

Foreign eateries mainly served what Cethosians considered to be junk food—high-calorie fried chicken and hamburgers were their staples. As

fair skin and was fat, they were

dieticians and private trainers to keep them in shape. With the money they possessed, they could go

social standing just by looking at

has muscles,

ways to get the bracelet back. Bailey suddenly

he picked up his belongings and turned around to

apple and a chicken wing; you should eat more! I still have pork trotters and some lamb shoulder!” Sophia called after him in a hurried

to play basketball, so I can’t eat

to take it. Chewing on a pork trotter, he exclaimed, “Since the foreigner doesn’t know how to eat your

and tore fiercely into it, all the while thinking to himself, He’s the pig that should be turned into a

he could even shoot perfect three-pointers. He was only fifteen years

she nibbled on

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

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

his bracelet as soon as he got on the

Nathan a meaningful glance, and

couldn’t publicly grab it, and they couldn’t steal it

choice was to stay near him, then wait for a chance to take back

Nathan converged on Bailey from both sides. As long as they

two ‘youngsters’ resented him so much, but since they were here, he wouldn’t back down. He would meet their attacks with calmness; it was two

were unlike

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

head, Sophia reckoned

of their chicken wings!

tugged anxiously at Quinton. “Uncle Quinton, look! Daddy is bullying Mr. Bailey; go and help

that Michael had gone too far to pick

mouth, then rushed