My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 419

Michael had told Old Master Fletcher beforehand that he wanted to put Nathan through the mill, to which Old Master Fletcher gladly agreed.

So, Nathan was dragged out of bed at 6 a.m. every morning to undergo military training these days. After the military training was over, he would start doing homework; he wasn’t allowed to go home until he had finished doing 100 volumes of those workbooks.

Not only that, but Gary and Joel were supervising him.

While the Fletcher Family’s other children were still playing with toys, he was forced into doing homework and undergoing military training together with the troops.

Nathan was still crying as he was unable to speak, looking teary-eyed like a poor and innocent child abandoned by the world, but only he knew whether he was truly innocent.

Suddenly, Sophia’s cell phone rang. She looked at her phone screen and was surprised to see that the call was from ‘Jerk.’

In other words, this call was from Michael.

So Michael called her right after Nathan came back? This couldn’t have been a coincidence!

Sophia braced herself and answered the phone. The instant the call was put through, Michael’s threatening voice could be heard over the phone, saying, “I have told the chefs in the kitchen to prepare a delicious meal. Tell that unfilial son to finish eating within an hour and get lost.”

After that, he hung up the phone.

Sophia felt chills running down her spine, whereas Nathan, who had also heard Michael’s voice, burst out crying again.

Not even the worst father would treat his son like this. But on second thought, I’m not even his biological son! he thought to himself.

Resigning himself to his fate, Nathan immediately gobbled down his food as soon as they were served on the dining table. He could hardly enjoy a delicious meal in the military compound, where the only food available was quick and simple meals prepared by the canteen.

Not only that, but the daily schedule of life in the military compound was also in complete accordance with that of the army, which was utterly inhumane!

While Nathan was gobbling his meal, Old Master Fletcher called Sophia again.

He had called Sophia many times these days, almost always with the same purpose.

This time, for instance, he came up with another creative way to pump her for details.

He said, “Sophia, Nate has arrived home, hasn’t he? Why don’t you come over with Nate and have fun at my place later? The weather is good today, and I made a pot of good tea.

The problem is, I made a little too much of it, so your grandfather and I can’t finish it ourselves. Why don’t you bring that little boyfriend of yours over to have tea with us…”

As expected, after going back to the Fletcher Residence last time, Claude told Old Master Fletcher that Sophia was in love with someone else.

Overjoyed at the news, Old Master Fletcher called Sophia from time to time to urge her to take her boyfriend to his place so that he could have a look.

This time, Sophia turned him down as usual, saying, “He’s been busy with work recently, so he can’t come with me. I’ll send Nate over and drop in on you and my Grandpa in a while.”

Seizing upon the clue in her words, Old Master Fletcher asked, “What’s his occupation? Why is he always so busy?”

Sophia, of course, wouldn’t tell him the answer, so she replied, “He’s been overseas on a business trip these days, so he’s very busy.”

Knowing that Sophia was unwilling to talk about the man, Old Master Fletcher stopped questioning her this time. He then hung up after saying something else.

Having finished his meal, Nathan looked tearful as Sophia held his hand and led him out of the house.

“Alright, I’m sending you back. Stop crying, good boy,” said Sophia as she tried to comfort him. Then, seeing the orange cat sleeping lazily on the sofa while keeping itself cool with the air-conditioning, she hurriedly added, “I’ll let Chrysanthemum keep you company.”

As she spoke, she went to pick up the cat.

To Sophia’s surprise, the lazy Chrysanthemum instantly sprang into life upon hearing her words. Its big and fleshy body kept struggling in her arms with surprisingly enormous strength until it smacked her face twice with its paws. Then, it ran away and dashed upstairs.

Now that it had finally escaped from the cat-devouring hell, it would never go back, of course. It had been eating well and having a good time in this comfortable place. Not only that, but it was also given a massage every day!