My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 413

Meanwhile, an unprecedented war took place in the master bedroom, from the bed, to the carpet, the balcony, the shower, the dressing room, the gym, the bathroom…

When Sophia woke up the next day, she felt that her body wasn’t her own. Her head hurt; her teeth hurt; her tongue hurt; even her hips, butt, chest, stomach, and legs hurt. It hurt even to go to the toilet.

She was like a robot that was seldom used, and the sudden exertion forced her rusty parts to screech against each other painfully, but she wasn’t allowed the time to get used to it.

Last night, Michael had practically been like a beast as he took her. So vicious he was in his conquest that they ended up going through quite a few condoms. Sitting up was painful, and standing up was painful, not to mention lying down on her back, her front, or even on her side.

Michael woke up at last. Turning over to lie on his side, he looked at her before asking in an amused way, “You going to ignore me?”

“Nope, nope.” Sophia’s weak voice made its way over from the pillow.

“Was last night a thrill?”

“Yes, yes! Couldn’t be any more thrilling!”

“I handed over half a month’s worth of seed in last night’s session. Are you moved by that?”

Sophia was currently as timid as a new bride. “Yes…”

Michael reached out and ruffled her sweaty and unkempt hair.

During the last month or so, she had been kept in the military hospital to recover and hadn’t been going to class. All she did was watch ‘Temptations Of Home’ or stuff like that. Her body had clearly grown, and she now had more meat on her bones, which made her look even cuter. Now that her little face was now a bit longer and mature, she had gained the look of a grown woman. The gap between her appearance in that photo he had first seen her in and her current looks was growing.

Back then, she was like an ugly duckling. Her looks weren’t anything to write home about, and she was shrimpy. Her skin was sickly pale as she sat at a desk piled high with books, dressed in her fading uniform, a pen in one hand and her other hand propping up her cheek while she looked out of the window.

What was she thinking then? Perhaps she was wondering what to eat for lunch, or maybe she was wondering what she would do if she got into Bayside University. Even so, there was still a hint of joy and carefreeness by her brows. She might have been plain, but her eyes still had a resolute determination to them.

Michael could already see this girl’s specialness just with that look in her eyes. It was the same look his mother had when his mother and father first met.

Theo Fletcher was already an officer then, and Elizabeth Murray had gone back to the spotlight that she had stepped away from a while back, becoming a globally renowned actress. She was just a step away from winning an Oscar.

Theo and Elizabeth had met during a charity gala one night. She was one of the performers invited, and she sang her heart out on the stage then. As he listened to her song, he immersed himself in her enthralling voice that was filled with a myriad emotions, as though she was telling a story with just her voice.

He heard her soul through her song; all the loneliness, her strength, and her elegance. When she finished her performance, he weaved through her crowd of admirers to stand before her and told her, “I like you.”

The Fletchers had always been loyal to whoever they set their eyes on. They would end up with whoever they first took a fancy to.

Sophia gave an ugly cackle as she read the news before logging into her alt account to post a vicious comment in the article’s comment section. ‘Anyone who spreads rumors about Taylor will be met with bad luck. Miss Edwards, you better watch your back!’ Soon, Faye’s toxic fans and Glory Entertainment’s paid commenters hurled hundreds of toxic comments back at her.

By the time Michael returned to the room after his shower, Sophia had fallen asleep again; receiving his seeds was a very exhausting thing to do after all. Michael gently closed the door and went downstairs to ask the chef to make something nourishing for Sophia. Then, he went to the living room to look for Nathan and immediately cut to the chase. “So, I heard that you’ve been trying to turn your father into your mom’s ex?”

“Nope.” Nathan looked cold and aloof.

“I also heard that you’re looking for a stepdad for yourself?”

“Nope.”

“And I heard that you’ve been trying to frame me?”

“Nope.”

Michael tilted his head to look at Nathan before bursting into laughter from frustration. As he patted Nathan’s head, he said, “Alright, you little brat. I’ll protect your mom properly in the future. I won’t allow her to get hurt anymore, okay?”

Nathan’s head slowly turned back to face him as he looked at Michael’s solemn expression. His dad didn’t seem to be lying, so Nathan contemplated it before saying, “Pinky swear.” He then stuck out his pinky finger, and Michael happily made a pinky swear with him. However, Nathan still felt that since he was the one who first noticed Sophia, he had the right to give her a better husband.