My Dreamy Old Husband
Chapter 2

His voice was cold and mysterious, yet elegant and melodious. He sounded inexplicably tantalizing,and Sophia was soon reveling in his voice.

On the other side, the man in the suit, whom she initially thought was her hubby, was standing atthe side respectfully now.

Does that mean that this man standing in front of me, who looks even better than a model intelevision shows, is actually my hubby?

So he isn't bald, nor does he have a beer belly and a flat nose? Besides, he doesn't even have large,floppy ears.

Sophia looked at the man in front of her in disbelief while flanking at Daniel in a panic.

Daniel was under the scorching sun now since he just had his umbrella snatched away.Nevertheless, he wiped his sweat away calmly while nodding at her. "Mm-hmm, this is your hubby.Quick, address him as your hubby.”

Sophia was still staring at the man in fear.

She thought that, in the best-case scenario, her hubby wouldn't be handicapped or too old; shenever expected him to be so perfect. He was so perfect that she felt like she was in a dream

Sophia was tongue-tied, and she just couldn't utter that simple word to greet him.

Her hubby, who looked like a prince, did not force her either; instead, he continued shading her withthe umbrella while chatting with Daniel.

Sophia did not pay attention to what they were chatting about because she only had one thought inher mind—Something isn't right! Something is utterly wrong! Why would such a perfect man nothave a wife and is still a virgin?

He must have some sort of hidden disease; maybe he is impotent and psychotic. In fact, he’s mostprobably a super crazy psychopath!

Sophia was so scared that she started trembling uncontrollably.

She heard Daniel speaking, “This is your fate; I so happened to have her in hand, whereas youneeded a woman as well. She has a simple background; she is the illegitimate daughter of a smallbusiness owner.”

Her prince-like hubby was still observing her when he nodded. “Mm-hmm.” It's much better tomarry such a non-threatening woman. At least she wouldn't end up like the previous one, whoalmost died for no reason. She might be tanned and thin, but her facial features are prominent. I'msure she'll look good after some good maintenance and makeover.

Daniel was extremely pleased with himself. “Her horoscope complements yours, and that is one in amillion. I'm confident she'll emerge as a beauty after you take good care of her. Purchasing her for10 million was definitely a steal!”

Sophia stared at him while looking dumbfounded.

The two men chatted some more, and soon, Sophia followed her hubby into the Maybach nervouslyand left the place.

At that moment, her mind was blank because she had yet to recover from the initial shock of her 10million net worth and the fact that her hubby was just like a prince.

She stole a glance at him in the car, just to make sure that he wasn't the balding man with a largeflat nose she had imagined.

Her hubby was seated beside her, and he spoke to Daniel through the car window, “Let's havedinner at night after work.”

The car started, but it did not speed off. The partition panel between the driver's and backpassenger seat ascended slowly. The car windows were tinted, and so the two of them were left witha private and isolated space. The prince-like hubby, who seemed especially respectable earlier,started making a move on Sophia once he settled in the car.

His long, prominent, fair hand extended unexpectedly toward her collar. Joe had sent Sophia for ashower in the hotel before coming over, and so she had her best clothes on. The pink knee-lengthdress made her tanned skin appear even darker. The size did not fit her, and so it was loose aroundher waist. She spent 30 to purchase the used dress from her schoolmate, and it was a designer'sbrand!

He ripped off her pink dress in disgust and exposed her white undergarment, which was so worn ithad specks of lint. He stared at it in revulsion.

“What nonsense are you wearing?!"

Sophia curled up underneath him, and her shoulders were trembling uncontrollably. Her skin wasfair as snow, but her face was tanned since she had been living on the streets. She was in shock andscared simultaneously because she was afraid that the man was a psychopath. Alarm bells wereringing in her mind, and so she shoved against his body that was pinning her down.

"When are we getting our marriage certificate? I brought along my household registry and IDcard...”

She felt insecure, and so she figured she'd feel better after procuring a marriage certificate.

Her “prince’ did not answer her; instead, he spoke directly to the man in a black suit who was drivingthe car, “Hale, head to the Civil Affairs Bureau.”

The car changed its direction and sped toward the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The car ride was bumpy, but he continued his attack on Sophia by groping all over her body.

He caressed her tanned and petite face. There were dark shadows underneath her eyes, and her hairwas as messy as a bird's nest. Her skin was slightly sallow and malnourished, but her facial featureswere delicate and pretty. She had large eyes with double eyelids, a tiny pair of lips, and a prettynose. Sophia“s eyelashes were thick and curly. Her heart-shaped face was set upon a body with fairand smooth skin; in fact, she was a natural beauty.

However, she looks like a shriveled chick right now!

I don't believe in horoscopes, but it wouldn't raise suspicions to have a girl without any backgroundby my side. Besides, it's quite fun.

The car soon came to a halt in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Sophia adjusted her clothes whilefollowing her hubby from behind. She checked to make sure that it was the Civil Affairs Bureaubefore going in.

She held onto her ID card and household registry carefully. Her mother came to the city twentyyears ago to work for two years. Then, she returned to her village looking fabulous, and rumors hadit that she became a mistress of a coal business owner in the city. Furthermore, her mother gavebirth to her out of wedlock, and she passed away on the operation table.

Sophia's uncle raised her until she was 15 before chasing her out of the house. Hence, herhousehold registry was based on the address of her grandfather's house. On the household registry,both her grandfather and grandmother had passed away, and so she was the only one left.

Her hubby appeared to be someone important. Hale had already evacuated the place before theyentered the Civil Affairs Bureau. There were only staff members left in the bureau's main hall, andthey were ready to serve them enthusiastically.

They filled in the forms, took a photograph, and procured their marriage certificate. She obtainedthe marriage certificate in one go. Upon receiving the red certificate booklet, Sophia stole a glanceat her hubby's name—Michael Fletcher.

Michael Fletcher, 31 years old. He isn't that old; in fact, he’s only 13 years older than I am, and Ithink it's acceptable.

Sophia got married without a wedding ceremony or anyone's blessings, and she didn't have anyfriends and family around her. She held onto the red marriage certificate booklet fresh from theoven while scanning it several times. It was her name and photograph, indeed. Her hubby stood talland elegant beside her, and he looked exceptionally handsome.

Sophia felt as if she might have had a fake marriage, and so she pinched her thigh hard. Ouch, that'sslightly painful.

Michael stated, “I have to keep this private for now because it's not convenient for me to be marriedin my job.”

Sophia nodded. It's good enough as long as I don't starve, and it's best if I can continue attendingschool. I don't wish for anything else.

The two of them got back into the car, and there was a fresh box of condoms available in the car.Michael started making a move on Sophia once the car doors were closed. She never expected herfirst time to happen in a car. Besides, there was another person at the driver's side, and so she wasstiff with tension.

It's true that Michael Fletcher is a psychotic pervert!

Michael was dressed like a gentleman. He had had two former girlfriends in the past—one of themlost her memory, whereas the other almost died in a car crash, and so he was labelled as a wife-jinxer. Furthermore, his identity as a public figure meant that everything he did would be scrutinizedunder a magnifying glass. When his dog lost all its fur due to a skin disease, the media stubbornlyclaimed that he jinxed his dog...

I'm not particularly interested in sex and women, but it would be a waste not to bed the woman I'velegally married. I can't very well let this little girl live like a widow.

He slipped on the protection and held onto her slender ankle while speaking to her in a serioustone, “Chica, you should be mentally prepared because I'm not very experienced.”

Sophia wasn't sure how the term “chica’ came about, but she was extremely nervous, and so hermind was blank.

Just when they were at the most critical moment, Daniel called. “Hello? Old man, I'm closing myshop now. Where are we having dinner? Is Harry coming?”

Michael, who was interrupted, cursed angrily, “I'm in the middle of doing something important! Getlost!”

Daniel burst out laughing. “I'll be waiting for you at our old spot!”

After hanging up, Michael pulled his pants up and settled back onto his seat while looking calm andcollected. Sophia’s stomach growled in hunger, and her body was soft and limp. I'm not even surehow long she has been starving. I can't just go on; I'd have to feed her well first. After all, she can'tescape from sleeping with me.

The car drove into High Street, and they walked into a high-end gourmet chain restaurant.

In the restaurant's private room, Sophia was gobbling food non-stop, whereas Daniel and Michaelwere chatting intimately.

Daniel patted Michael's shoulder while commenting, “You old bachelor, I've finally married you off!I'd like to describe you with a phrase. Hmm... how about “getting married as an old fart’? Hahaha...”Michael ignored Daniel's teasing; instead, he continued puffing on his cigarette while caressingSophia's messy and chopped-up hair. He looked tenderly at her.

Suddenly, there was a phone call for him, and Michael was greeted with a stern, male voice, “Oldman, there are some issues in Europe...”

Michael looked gloomy after hanging up on the call. Daniel stopped smiling playfully as well. “Whathappened?”

Michael answered him in a grave tone, “Some issues cropped up in Europe. I need to rush overstraight away. Hale, get my private plane ready.”

Hale turned around to head out of the room to prepare the plane by making a phone call. However,he made a double take immediately to ask, “What about madam?”

Sophia felt nervous instantly. I should be starting my senior year soon. I wouldn't even know when Imight return if I'm all the way in Europe. I'm sure I wouldn't make it to the orientation for BaysideUniversity if so!

Michael thought that it was a pity as well. I haven't gotten a taste of this little girl. It's a pity to justleave now. However, I would be preoccupied even if I were to bring her along to Europe. Besides,it's dangerous there.

"How long does it take to get to the airport now?” Michael felt that it wasn't too late if he made useof whatever time he had left.

After checking the route, Hale answered seriously, “Traffic is smooth throughout the highway to theairport. It'll take 20 minutes at most from here to the airport.”

After reporting to Michael, Hale added, “Is 20 minutes enough for you...?"