My Dreamy Old Husband
Chapter 385

In terms of skills or punches, both men were almost on the same level. One of them was always thefirst in the family while the other always came second, and the psychological gap between themshowed. Joel had always pushed himself to his limits and his achievements were impossible for hispeers to attain.

He had everything he wanted but he still felt he was still overwhelmed by Michael. He was unwillingto lose! As for Michael, he purely wanted to beat Joel up. It had nothing to do with Irene, Sophia, orwhat happened that day. He just didn’t like him!

With a whack, Michael was punched so hard that his nose started to bleed. Then, with a bash, Joel'seye was bruised.

Sophia was so afraid that she quickly sobered up. Unfortunately, Harry held her down tightly andwouldn't allow her to interfere with their fight. All of a sudden, the door was pushed open and Irenewalked in.

When she saw the two men fighting in the VIP room, she screamed in horror. “Oh my God, Joel!You...” Irene hurried over. At that exact moment, Michael pushed Joel to the ground and was aboutto punch him but when he saw Irene, his tightly curled fist loosened a little.

In his moment of hesitation, Joel punched Michael before kicking him away. Immediately, Irenerushed over and helped Joel up, who was beaten up really badly. She was so distressed that she wasabout to break into tears. “Joel, why did you do that...”

Meanwhile, Sophia slipped under Harry's arm and escaped his grip. She helped Michael up andlooked at his handsome features, face swollen and nose bleeding. “We were having such a goodtime; why did you two have to end up fighting?”

Joel got up to his feet and wiped away the blood under his nose. Even though he looked angry, hesaid to Michael, “Mike, your martial art skills are as strong as back then. Thank you for going easyon me.” Michael wiped his bleeding nose and replied, “Likewise.”

With that, Irene propped Joel up and staggered as they left. Right before they left the room, Ireneturned around and glanced at Michael meaningfully. He lowered his head, looking at the bruises onhis fists before limping forward to take a seat. Meanwhile, Sophia was so shocked she was about tocry. She simply couldnt understand how they suddenly got into a fight.

Michael was beaten so badly that his eyes were swollen and there was a steady stream of bloodflowing down from his nose to his chin. He quickly took his shirt and carelessly wiped the bloodaway. Seeing this, Sophia used a tissue, carefully wiping away the blood on his face.

Meanwhile, she was also swiping away her tears and her voice was choked. Looking at a sobbingSophia, Michael's lips curled into a smile. “I'm fine. We often fought like this when we wereyounger.”

Sophia sobbed as she yelled, “What if something serious happened to you? What am I supposed todo?” She was angry yet afraid. After all, she watched Joel punch Michael over and over with her owneyes! He's not a machine—he’s human! What if he breaks something? Seeing the tearfulappearance of his chica, Michael finally realized that he had made a mistake. I am indeed drunkfrom all the hard liquor. I'm already way past the age of fighting and fooling around but when I sawJoel, I couldn't help but feel the urge of beating him up.

He wiped away Sophia's tears with his hand and whispered, “It's okay, Chica. Stop crying. Let's gohome."

Hearing this, Sophia sobbed twice before she called Hale and asked him to prepare their ride.Michael then put on his clothes and his sunglasses to cover up his bruised eyes. With that, hewalked out and got in the car. Meanwhile, Harry carried a completely drunk Stanley.

When they left the room, they saw Joel and Irene, who just finished paying the bill. The two groupsignored each other and went their own ways. Leaving the restaurant, they went directly to thehospital. The doctors were already prepared when they arrived and gave Michael a full bodyexamination.

While waiting, Sophia paced back and forth anxiously as tears kept streaming down her face. Itwasn't until the examination ended and the doctor came over with a thick report to tell her thatMichael only had external injuries did she feel reassured. Michael, on the other hand, didn't think itwas a big deal. He wasn't delicate and spoiled. Instead, he fought a lot.

When he was young, he often fought with people of the same age in the military compound. Lateron when he was a soldier, he fought in the army, and after he retired from the army, he didn't stopfighting either. Whenever he acted in action movies, he never used stand-ins and personally foughtwith the professionals to ensure his body remained fit. To him, fighting with Joel was a piece of cake.They left the hospital after patching him up and stopping his nosebleed. On the way home, Sophiadidn't say a single word to him. It was obvious that she was really mad. She kept the car windowrolled down, letting the wind blow her face. The wind from outside the window was so strong itdried the tears at the corners of her eyes

As Sophia looked at the traffic outside the window, there seemed to be an unresolved worry in hergaze. In fact, she caught sight of the hesitation and doubt in Michael's eyes when Irene entered theroom earlier. She saw it all. However, she also knew that Michael couldn't forget about Irene. Thereason he fought with Joel was not because what happened that day, let alone herself. Instead, itwas because of Irene. The more she thought about this the more she wanted to cry, but the windmade her eyes feel so dry that she couldn't.

Meanwhile, Stanley slumped against the seat, snoring. His snore was the only sound breaking thesilence inside the car. When Michael saw how upset Sophia was, he quickly checked his conscienceand recalled everything he had done that day. Realizing the mistakes he had made, he scooted overand held Sophia in his arms. “What's the matter, Chica? Are you angry at me?” However, Sophiadidn't respond. It was as if she didn’t hear him at all.

Seeing this, Michael let go of his pride and softened his voice, “Okay, I admit I made a mistake. Ishouldn't have fought today. Please forgive me, alright?” Even so, Sophia silently pushed away hishand that was on her shoulder and remained silent, continuing to look out the window.

Michael felt his heart sink and realized that he might have made a big mistake. This was the firsttime Sophia was mad at him. But at the same time, he was also very pleased. She being mad at himindicated that she really cared about him.

At this point, he completely let go of his manly demeanor and grabbed her hand with a smile."Darling, please stop being mad at me. I promise that I will never fight again.” Throughout theirjourney home, Sophia didn't speak a word, not only because of Michael's fight but also because ofIrene’s appearance that day. After they arrived home and parked, Sophia immediately grabbed herbag and got out of the car.

Seeing this, Michael hurriedly went to grab her bag from her and said enthusiastically, “I'll help youwith your bag!” However, Sophia was still angry and wasn't willing to say a word to him.

As soon as Maria opened the door, a tiny figure ran out of the house and rushed toward Michaeland Sophia. When Nathan saw Michael's bruised face and the blood flowing down his nose, hestood still in fright. His dark eyes stared at Michael, as if he was scared of him.

Sophia hurriedly pulled Nathan to the side and coaxed, “Darling, your dad's fine. That's the makeuphe put on set when they were shooting for the movie. He'll be back to normal after he removes themakeup.”

With that, she turned around and glanced at Michael. Then, she held Nathan's hand and went intothe house. However, Nathan kept looking back at Michael the entire way, seeming a little scared.Even after returning home, Sophia continued to ignore Michael. She locked herself up in the studyafter washing up and did not allow anyone to enter.

After cleaning himself up, Michael put medicine on his face to reduce the swelling. However, herealized that he couldn't enter Sophia's study and saw that no one answered the door. Taking a bagof ice and pressing it on his face, he knocked on the door repeatedly. “Chica, my darling chica, willyou open the door for me?” However, no sound could be heard from inside the room. Suddenly,Michael heard a cold chuckle coming from behind him. “You deserve it.”