My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 752

Sophia asked Linus, “Uncle Linus, what are they doing? What’s that red-colored thing?”

“That’s called a New Year’s greeting. Those you were looking at are red packets; there’s money in them. When someone comes over to wish you Happy New Year, you have to give them red packets,” explained Linus.

Sophia saw the little girl coming over toward their unit. She anxiously asked, “What should I do now? I don’t have any red packets!”

Linus was well prepared, and he assured her, “Don’t worry. I have some ready.”

“Happy New Year! May you be blessed with prosperity!” greeted the little girl in her sweetest voice as she shamelessly reached out to Sophia with open palms.

Sophia placed a red packet into her hands and replied, “Happy New Year to you too.”

The little girl got what she was after and was about to leave. Sophia subconsciously wanted to stall her but struggled to conjure any excuse at such short notice. She was also aware of the teenager whose cold, wary gaze had never left her since they arrived.

Linus suddenly appeared at the door and offered a friendly welcome. “Aren’t you Nate? My, my, you’ve grown so much!”

At the sight of Linus, the teenager’s solemn facade melted into a genuine smile. “Uncle Linus, you’re here!” It had been three years since they last met, but Nathan never forgot about Linus, the coolest man in his life—the man who gave him Nicholas.

“Good lad, you’ve grown so tall. Come in and have a seat!” invited Linus.

Nathan brought Carmen into the house while an elated Sophia trod behind. The little girl got in and helped herself to a seat on the couch. As she looked around the hall, she noticed Sophia’s Shae, so she asked curiously, “Is there a Nicholas in your house too?”

Such a beautiful voice she has! Sophia wanted to get close to her, but fearing that her face would frighten her, she sat far away. When the girl asked about her robot, she quickly replied, “It’s Shae. You could say it’s Nicholas’ younger brother!” She then followed up with another question. “Little girl, what’s your name?”

Not realizing that Sophia was the poor woman she had tricked the other day, the little girl answered, “I’m Carmen Patcher.”

Carmen… Sophia took a good mental note of this name.

Carmen and Nathan did not stay for long, as they had to move on to the next unit for more red packets. Seeing them leave, Sophia felt as if her soul had left her shell. With bated breath, she stared at the little figure as she walked farther.

Noticing that, Linus consoled her, “She lives in Villa No.8. If you wish to, you could always go see her there.” She’s… your daughter!

Even if she had forgotten, the sight of her own daughter awakened Sophia’s urge to get closer. Sophia nodded. If she cooked something delicious everyday, Judge would keep showing up at her place, and Carmen would drop by occasionally. There were times when Judge needed a break from babysitting, and it would come to seek refuge at Sophia’s unit. Carmen would then end up going over to get it, and Sophia would have more opportunity to see her too. Little Carmen’s sweet voice and witty charm had Sophia falling in love with her over and over again.

On the eighth day of the New Year, Sophia went for an appointment with an ENT specialist to have her vocal cord checked. This medical center had been bought by Cooper, and it welcomed Sophia as the first patient on its opening after the holidays.

The specialist, recommended by Sarah, was revered for his skills and experience. After inspecting Sophia’s vocal cord, he admitted that her injuries were severe but curable. All that was required was a long period of continuous rehabilitation.

Sophia booked the next available slot for her surgery right after the consultation. However, the specialists required more time to study and discuss her surgical case. Hence, Sophia left the doctor’s office with Cooper as his nurse called for the next patient to go in.

The next patient came walking toward Sophia from the other end of the corridor, and they eventually met halfway. Sophia, who just did her laryngoscope inspection, wore her face mask to cover her wound. She donned a hat and walked along the corridor with her head down to hide her face from others. Somehow, as she crossed paths with the incoming patient, she had the urge to look up and saw a man… with a head full of white hair.