My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 521

“Since you refuse to call me ‘Daddy’, perhaps you can call me ‘Old Wolf’.” Harry tried to compromise.

After all, these young ladies had changed their requirements for a partner. Back in the days, they preferred young but mature men. These days, they preferred men who were handsome but clingy and younger than them—that could provide them with a sense of security.

They referred to men like these as ‘Young Wolves’. Reckoning that he was perhaps too old to be included in that category, Harry supposed that he could still be an old but strong ‘Old Wolf’.

Hearing that, Sarah blushed. She turned away and stated nervously, “Don’t look at me!”

At this point, Sarah was in disbelief even though she could not recall what happened last night. The only thing she could remember at this point was how muddled she was when she opened the room door. The next thing she remembered was that she was in a bed and fell asleep. How was she going to reject Harry’s request right now?

She mumbled something softly and seductively like a cat’s meow. Upon hearing this sound, Harry immediately swallowed, lowered his head, and domineeringly kissed her on her lips.

Just as things got heated in bed, Sophia’s voice sounded out from downstairs. “Linus, did Sarah spend the night here?”

Immediately, Sarah tensed up and quickly pushed Harry away from above her. “Old Wolf, Sophia’s here. I have to go.”

Harry was just getting excited. As such, while laying on top of her, he pinned her down on the bed. “Let’s finish this before you go!”

Having just finished his lunch, Linus responded, “Our security sent her home last night.”

Although still feeling skeptical, Sophia nevertheless left with her dog and walked toward the entrance of the community.

As she left, Linus turned around and saw the closed windows of one of his guest rooms, which immediately reminded him of how tipsy Sarah was last night.

“Since Sophia can sleep with Taylor, why can’t I sleep with Harry? Get away from me. I want to go in and sleep with Harry tonight! I… I’m not going to leave here tonight until I get into bed with him!”

Meanwhile, Linus, looking helpless, was trying to stop Sarah from barging into the guest room where Harry slept.

After hearing the angry voice outside his room, Harry opened the door and stood there.

“I’m here. Come in if you f*cking dare!”

Even though alcohol could make one bold, this did not seem to be the case with Sarah. After seeing Harry in person, she immediately became weak and wanted to retreat. “Y-You… just wait! I’ll come and sleep with you another day!”

Harry then took a few steps forward and grabbed her. “Come on then! Let’s sleep together!”

The two then dragged and pulled each other as they entered the room. After they closed the door, Linus had no idea what happened next…

Half an hour after Sophia left, Linus finally heard something from Harry’s guest room. At this point, half of Sarah’s face was wrapped in Harry’s black towel as she came out of the room, but Linus could tell how blushed her face was. After that, she walked up to Linus and said to him, “Linus, I’m going now. If Sophia asks about me, please tell her that I went home last night.”

Being the understanding person that he was, Linus responded, “Uh-huh. Consider it done.”

After hearing that, Sarah left the house rather surreptitiously while Harry followed from behind.

The sight of this made Linus laugh as last night, he had noticed how Sarah kept peeking at Harry, who also occasionally stared at her.

After leaving Villa No. 2, Sarah looked extremely suspicious as she walked on the street. It was as if she was afraid to be recognized.

Seeing the terrified and insecure look on her face, Harry, while following her, commented, “Look at that. Weren’t you extremely bold and fearless last night? Why do you look so terrified now?”

Perturbed, Sarah responded, “Please keep your volume down!”

As such, Harry silently followed her until she blurted out, “Stay away from me.”

She doesn’t have a dog. Where on earth did that old wolf-dog come from?

Was that old wolf-dog… Harry?

She might have really slept with Harry last night. I’m going to catch her red-handed and set her up with him again.