Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 444 Dreams

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The boy said, I think your boyfriend’s asleep. He’s not even looking at us. And he looks young.

He’s al I’m 19. You might wanna rethink that

The boy made the calculation in his head. “Tons of old geezers here marry young ladies. They’re sixty, and their wives are seventeen. Your boyfriend’s not old at all.”

Isabelle arched an eyebrow, her expression animated. “Next to a 60–year–old, he’s definitely young, she said, turning her gaze to George.

Despite the darkness, George’s discomfort was evident.

Isabelle’s voice dropped, and she remarked, not too kindly, “I can’t believe you have to be compared to a 60–year–old to look young.”

George remained silent.

The little boy spoke up again, “I envy your partner. He gets to marry someone as beautiful as you.”

Isabelle’s eyes met George’s. “He envies you too,” she said with a knowing look.

The boy, puzzled, asked, “What do I have that he could envy?”

In the darkness, Isabelle smirked and whispered a single word to George, “Age.”

The little boy protested, “That’s not something to envy! I want to grow up fast. I hope I can be as tall and handsome as your partner and marry a beautiful woman like you.”

Lost in dreams of the future, he drifted off to sleep, his soft coughs the only sound.

After a long silence, George finally spoke, his voice low and grumbling, “It’s thirty and nineteen. That’s an eleven–year gap, not twelve.”

Isabelle shrugged. “Same difference.”

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kabrite replied, ‘Inks like you won’t be

the small house,

Oh, I’ll sleep just

habelle was perplexed.

a surge of satisfaction. “Because you never denied our relationship from start to

stayed quiet, a bit annoyed with

you never denied being thirty–one. You have

shrugged. “You said you didn’t mind.

gaze, choosing not to engage further.

frustrated, snapped, “Immature kids are really

back, “Getting annoyed

it feels like we’re parents whispering secrets after putting the kids

“Have you ever heard

Want to curse at me? I’m all ears.”

the matter with you?” Isabelle was

he a masochist?

“The kids are

You himbo.

lucky that I can’t cause a scene at

Ch. 144 Dreams

back, “Then save it for later.”

tiched

was fraught with traps,

“You’re seriously

can be my partner in bed?

day, as the little boy went out to fetch chocolate cookies for Isabelle, he stumbled upon a pair of shoes. They were much too large for him, yet he

pair of shoes

with Isabelle, he had only dared to approach George. Now, however, he found himself growing increasingly comfortable in Isabelle’s presence, peppering her with

with George dwindled as a

that George handled their meals, there was no need for him to scrounge for food outdoors daily. Instead, he would hover

Isabelle brushed him off, he’d simply sit back