My Dreamy Old Husband

B*tch?!

When Tiffany heard this, she clenched her teeth and turned around to glare at Quinton. She saw that Quinton was still smoking. Under the dim light, the smoke in the air swirled around him, looking as if a thin veil was covering his face.

In the end, Tiffany chose not to argue with him.

So what if he doesn’t want to take the job? There are plenty of other assassins in Bayside City that will take it.

Tiffany slept in the guest room that night. Naturally, Cooper wasn’t in the same room as her.

Cooper was the only one sleeping on the third floor, and there was only one elevator and one secret stairwell to access the third floor. Sophia had set a passcode for the elevator and she wouldn’t tell Tiffany about it. She was determined to not let her go upstairs to disturb Cooper.

At 10 at night, Sophia lay in bed and thought about Anna and Cooper. All of a sudden, she turned around and asked Michael, who was lying next to her, and asked, “If dad really married Tiffany, what should I do?”

Michael’s eyes were wide open and he was awake.

If Cooper really marries Tiffany, I will be pretty happy about it because Cooper will definitely help Tiffany regain control of Adams Group and kick that green-eyed boy away. In that case, Bailey won’t be able to disturb Carmen… But there is only one benefit. The rest is all bad.

My original mother-in-law is better than Tiffany but she is not easy to deal with either… The recent events are making me doubt Cooper. Is he really reliable? I have to leave soon. Sophia has the ability to take care of herself, but I’m still worried. If I can’t rely on Cooper to care for her, who else can I trust? Who will take care of my wife and daughter when I’m gone? I have made the decision to leave, but these matters are holding me back.

The injection that I had still hurts a little. I had another dose of the detoxification antidote today. It seems that I have been getting injections more frequently lately. The health of my body is slowly deteriorating. I don’t even know how long I can hold on…

“Let’s go to sleep. Stop overthinking things,” he replied as he rolled over and hugged her.

Sophia was still dissatisfied and she rambled on, but Michael didn’t say anything. He just held her in his arms and enjoyed the alone time the two of them had.

Sophia didn’t hear any noise so she thought that Michael had fallen asleep. She slowly got out of bed and went to Carmen’s

though she was young, she already learned the importance of having beauty sleep and was determined to

tucked the quilt for her and took away the puppy that was sleeping on

really like this puppy lately.

with the puppy in her arms. She

“Sophia, you’re still awake.”

that Tiffany was standing not far away behind her. She was wearing

no clothing can hide the curvy figure she was born

She even started to try to get close to

this, she looked at Tiffany vigilantly. As expected, when she mentioned the word ‘child’, Tiffany immediately froze. She used to have three children—her first child, Betsy, had been stabbed by Sophia, and Sophia had

Tiffany’s experience could be regarded as the most tragic

to her senses and with a smile, she said to Sophia, “We’re going

she suddenly waved her hand and Sophia saw that there was a strange bracelet on her wrist. It looked like

and I get married, I’ll send you a great

Cooper? Why is she so confident? Cooper doesn’t

about the gift at all

waiting for her to get in bed and she didn’t

she had a lot of matters to deal with.

Group who worked for her. He had done it quickly and ruthlessly, and it had lowered Tiffany’s status in the family business. She had

and he brought them the latest news. Every time Sophia heard the updates, she got

them to go against a 15-year-old child together? It is an internal matter of Adams Group, so

sun shone bright. Sophia hurriedly gathered the whole family to go for a short trip but unexpectedly, for many reasons, the luxury weekend farm tour turned into a half-day

sunlight was warm that day. Sophia spread out the mat and laid out the food with