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My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 93

Sophia stood stiffly in the bathroom as she removed her shoes slowly. She really wanted to take a bath since it was like rushing to war whenever they took showers in the camp—they only had three minutes to shower and five minutes to wash their hair.

Moreover, their hot water was supplied in a limited amount; she had never felt truly clean ever since joining the military camp twenty days ago. Now, there was a shower and a fully-automated bathtub in the hotel, making Sophia drool upon catching sight of these facilities.

However, how could she possibly relax, remove all her clothes, take a bath, and scrub her back when a pair of lustful eyes kept leering at her outside the glass?

Michael even put on various seductive postures. He took the rose off his lips before plucking the petals off one by one and threw them all over the bed.

Sophia almost cried seeing him like that. She removed her shirt in slow motion, but when she was about to remove her undershirt, the doorbell rang rapidly. Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

Michael frowned as an impatient, vicious look flashed through his eyes. Who the hell is here to interrupt us? Harry? Impossible! He’s not that ignorant. Perhaps it’s Nate?

Michael got dressed and went to open the door moodily. When he opened the door, he saw a man and a woman standing outside the door wearing similar military uniforms.

The man was tall and handsome whereas the girl was energetic and cute, looking like a fairy. “How are you, Mr. Murray? My name is Richard Harper. I’m a student of Bayside University,” the man greeted Michael politely.

Richard? Stuck in the bathroom, Sophia listened to their conversation attentively.

Michael put on his award-winning-actor temperament and a professional smile on his face. He asked courteously, “Is there anything I can help you with?” Isn’t he my current wife’s f*cking ex-boyfriend? So this is what he looks like. He’s really ugly!

 

Richard held Xyla’s delicate hand, and the latter was very excited. He explained to Michael in an utterly polite manner as he said, “My girlfriend is a fan of yours; she practically grew up watching your movies.

Mr. Murray, I was wondering if we could take a photo with you and ask for your autograph? My girlfriend has been waiting for this opportunity for years now.” As he finished, he stared at Michael nervously in fear that the latter would reject him.

 

Taylor had never taken photos with anyone or given his autograph before. He had always been very low-profile, mysterious and arrogant. Those wealthy investors hardly ever saw him—not even once. Even if Xyla was the wealthy daughter of the Huff Family who had the opportunity to join the celebrities’ inner circle, she wasn’t fortunate enough to see Taylor.

She had put a lot of effort into finding out Taylor’s hotel room number today. Hence, she came over at night and asked for his autograph.

She initially thought that Taylor would reject their request, but much to her surprise, his lips curved into a warm smile as he answered, “Of course you can. Come in, and we’ll take the photo inside.”

What the heck? Is he inviting them in? The bathroom is completely transparent! Besides, if they come in, my identity will be exposed! Sophia looked around the bathroom for something to cover herself up.

Just then, Michael pressed a button and the bathroom’s transparent glass wall became opaque immediately; one could only see a vague figure moving around inside.

Michael invited Richard and Xyla into his room. As soon as they were inside the room, they realized that his room looked very peculiar. The air was filled with the fragrance of essential oil, and the pink room had a romantic feeling to it. Rose petals were scattered on the large, round twin bed. Instantly, one could tell that there was another person in the room besides Michael.

Xyla was a bit surprised. As a girl, she could immediately sense that there was a girl in the room. As expected, she saw a petite, dark figure moving around in the bathroom. “That’s…”

Was that Taylor’s woman? He was seldom involved in scandals ever since he ventured into the acting business for over ten years. There was a rumor going around the upper class society that he had thought of marrying the wealthy daughter of the Edwards Family to become their live-in son-in-law before.

However, he had failed to do so. Since then, there hasn’t been any news on his personal life anymore. Is that woman… someone unrelated to the entertainment industry? A young model? A supporting actress from the movie? Xyla was startled by her own speculations.

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