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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like you won’t be sleeping tonight.”

bushed in the small house, brake

only. Oh, I’ll

habelle was perplexed.

“Because you never denied our relationship from start to finish.”

a bit annoyed

like you never denied being thirty–one. You have your reasons, and

shrugged. “You said

her gaze, choosing not to

frustrated, snapped, “Immature

shot back, “Getting

feels like we’re

ever heard me

curse at Isaac. Want to curse at me? I’m

matter with you?”

a

to Isabelle’s ear. “The

You himbo.

that I can’t cause a scene at

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“Then save

tiched

with traps, waiting for

“You’re

be my partner in

too large for him, yet he held them dear, as though they were

declared that it was the best pair of shoes he ever

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

dwindled

their meals, there was no need for him to scrounge for food outdoors daily. Instead, he would hover around the bed, engaging in conversation with Isabelle

he’d simply

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