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 sleeping

in the small

I’ll sleep just

habelle was perplexed.

of satisfaction. “Because you never denied our relationship from

quiet, a bit annoyed with

thirty–one. You have your reasons, and I have

shrugged. “You said you didn’t mind.

gaze, choosing not to engage further.

“Immature kids

“Getting annoyed yourself?”

shifted the topic, “No, it feels like we’re parents

“Have you ever heard me curse?’

Want to curse at me? I’m

you?”

he a masochist?

ear. “The kids are asleep. We should follow their lead.”

You himbo.

yourself lucky that I can’t cause a scene at the moment, or

Ch. 144 Dreams

quipped back, “Then save it for later.”

tiched

with traps, waiting for the prey to

“You’re

thinks he can be

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 held them dear, as though they were a rare discovery, and eagerly presented

pair of shoes he

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

dwindled as a

no need for him to scrounge for food outdoors daily. Instead, he

him off, he’d simply