My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 384

Stanley stared at Michael who just walked in, shock written all over his face. We sure are related; we even have the same thoughts. The only difference is that I expected Michael to be a wild horse with its tail on fire but instead, he’s like a launched rocket, rushing over from the production set in the blink of an eye.

Sophia was holding and drinking wine from a bowl bigger than her face a moment ago. She looked up, never expected to see Michael who seemed to have traveled through a portal. Shocked, she spurted out a mouthful of wine and hurriedly covered her face with the big bowl. Sh*t! Why is Michael here? Shouldn’t he be filming in a studio outside the city?

As soon as Michael spoke, everyone in the room turned to look at him. Everyone knew who he was even though some of them didn’t watch movies. That’s Taylor Murray. I remember he came to visit during the military training last year, but why is an actor like him at a veteran party?

Though Michael came uninvited, he didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed. Instead, he walked in confidently and found a seat. Everyone looked at him before glancing at each other in confusion. Joel’s expression was frozen for a moment but he quickly recovered and introduced Michael to everyone.

It suddenly dawned on everyone that they seemed to have heard rumors about Taylor working in the special forces before. Since Joel had personally said so, the rumors must be true. There were many fans of Taylor in the room so he was immediately surrounded as soon as he entered the room. As soon as Michael walked in, he immediately walked to Sophia’s side.

Seeing this, Stanley, who was sitting next to Sophia, hurriedly gave up his seat. Meanwhile, Sophia was still covering her face with the bowl. She had a small face and the bowl was really big so it completely covered her face. Before Michael even had the chance to talk to her, the door was swung open again and a man with blond hair appeared. “Oh, there you are!”

Even Harry’s here! Stanley instantly waved at Harry excitedly. “Mr. Harry, why are you here?”

Harry walked in leisurely with his hands in his pockets before he pointed at Michael and said, “I’m your uncle’s family member.”

Hearing this, Stanley frowned. Why does something sound off?

Harry liked to copy others. When he was young, he liked to copy everything Michael did and wore clothes that were exactly like Michael’s, which was why the both of them often got into fights. However, they stopped staying in contact with each other as they grew older.

Afterward, Michael met Harry when he became the instructor at the military training in Bayside University. This was why he immediately recognized the b*stard who copied everything he did when he was young at a glance.

Later, Harry copied Michael even more diligently to the extent that the both of them were wearing the exact same outfit that day. Furthermore, after hearing Harry say ‘I’m your uncle’s family member’, their relationship looked even more strange.

But in fact, Harry was just too lazy to think about what to wear. He thought Michael looked handsome in those clothes so he wore the exact same thing. Under everyone’s strange stares, Harry sat down next to Stanley. The atmosphere became even more awkward.

It was Joel who broke the silence. He raised his bowl of wine and said, “It’s not easy for all of us to gather together. Many comrades even specially came over from other states. Come, let’s have a toast!” Dozens of bowls filled with hard liquor were raised. After all, true men only drank hard liquor. Sophia, who was covering her face with a bowl, suddenly felt her bowl being taken away.

Drunk, she looked at Michael with a flushed face, not daring to speak. There was even slight fear in her gaze. Meanwhile, Michael didn’t even look at her. Instead, he poured liquor into her bowl and made a toast together with everyone. Sophia looked up at him and watched as he gulped down a whole bowl of hard liquor in a few mouthfuls.

After Michael finished drinking, he pulled out a row of Yakult from his lap and even tore open the packaging, inserting straws before he quietly pushed it in front of Sophia. She glanced at him like an aggrieved but happy puppy before lowering her head to drink.