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My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 241

The sky had turned dark as Sophia was playing chess at the military compound. It was already nine o’clock when the old man was finally convinced. He let Sophia go and agreed for another game on the next day.

After the game, the old man instructed Stanley, “Stan, it’s dark now. Quickly, send them home!”

Stanley was happy to take the order. The three walked out of the military compound, with Stanley limping all the way.

Stanley was actively trying to get close to Sophia and thought of various topics to talk about.

“Sophia, what’s your decision? Are you getting into our family’s ancestral grave or not?”

“Are you coming to see me at my competition or not?”

“I am going to Deutsche to look for the world’s best keyboard manufacturer to customize two keyboards. Do you want one? I can find the best designer to design one for you!”

Sophia maintained her usual cold attitude and replied curtly, “No, thanks. I don’t feel like going, and I don’t need it.”

As they walked to the compound gate, they saw a car stopped at the door. Joel and Irene were getting out of the car. They seemed to have just come home from a date, and they were dressed formally. The man was really handsome and the woman was really beautiful; they were a perfect match. Irene was holding a bouquet of roses which complemented her delicate features.

However, Joel had a straight face as usual. His expression was constantly frosty regardless of his emotions, happy or sad.

 

Upon seeing Joel and Irene, Stanley greeted them affectionately. “Hey! Uncle, Irene! I thought you went dating? Why are you home so soon?”

Irene covered her mouth and smiled. Her delicate skin was extremely smooth and flawless, while the healthy glow on her complexion only added to her beauty. “We’re an old couple now. What do you mean dating? We only went out for a meal and came back afterward.”

 

Joel did not speak as he walked forward.

Sophia greeted them. “Good evening, General, Mrs. Fletcher!”

Joel nodded at Sophia.

Irene tilted her head and smiled. “Mrs. Fletcher? You are the wife of Joel’s brother, so you should just call me Irene.”

Sophia listened to her and said, “Good evening, Irene.”

After a short greeting, the two parties left in different directions.

Irene held on to Joel, who looked solemn all the way, as if he was unhappy.

The two walked along the military compound under the dim yellow lights that were dotted with the shadows of the leaves, feeling the humid and slightly cold air. Irene walked with Joel happily with her hand on his arm. Suddenly, she brought up a topic. “Joel, we’ve been together for almost six years now. When are we getting married?”

Six years ago, many things had happened, like Michael’s sister, Celine’s death, and Irene losing her memory of Michael after her accident, then getting together with Joel.

Six years went by in the blink of an eye. Time flew by indeed.

Joel, Michael and Irene were all about the same age, so they went to the same classes since young. Irene looked as if she was only in her twenties, all fresh and young, but she was actually already in her thirties. She was even a few months older than Joel. During the six years they were together, Joel had never brought up the word marriage.

Irene was getting anxious. She thought it was about time they should get married.

Again, Joel avoided the topic as usual. “Grandpa’s hundred-year-old birthday is coming soon, and I have to think about what present I should get him.”

Irene’s eyes were filled with disappointment, but her expression remained normal as she shifted the topic naturally. “Grandpa is a hundred years old already? It’s been a long time since the Fletchers have such a lively celebration. Every one of the Fletchers must be coming back then!”

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