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.

fair skin was no longer mainstream in foreign countries; healthy, wheatish skin like his was favored instead. Plenty of people enjoyed sunbathing because they wanted their skin

chicken and hamburgers were their staples. As

skin and was fat, they were undoubtedly from the lower

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

status and social standing just by looking at his

has muscles,

the bracelet back. Bailey suddenly stood up

that, he picked up his belongings and turned around

you should eat more! I still

to play basketball, so I

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

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

left and right, and he could even shoot perfect three-pointers. He was only fifteen years

play as she nibbled on one of the

younger, and if she hadn’t met Michael, she would have pursued

eyelashes, long legs, and that beautiful face… She had the sudden desire to place him

Bailey had taken off his bracelet as soon as he got on the court and that he had passed it to

Nathan a meaningful glance, and

couldn’t publicly grab it, and

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

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

him so much, but since

courage and tranquility he showed were unlike

tell that something was up. He said, “Aunt Sophia, look at my

reckoned Michael had a

their chicken wings! Did he have

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

Michael had gone too far to

mouth, then rushed up to the