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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in the small house, brake the

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habelle was perplexed.

a surge of satisfaction. “Because you never

a bit annoyed

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

shrugged. “You said

her gaze, choosing not

clearly frustrated, snapped, “Immature kids

back, “Getting annoyed yourself?”

“No, it feels like we’re parents whispering secrets after putting the kids to

you ever heard me curse?’

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

matter with you?” Isabelle

he a masochist?

Isabelle’s ear. “The

You himbo.

I can’t cause a scene at the moment, or I’d

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quipped back, “Then save it

tiched

traps, waiting for

shot back, “You’re seriously

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 them to Isabelle by

it was the best pair of shoes he ever found

approach George. Now, however, he found himself growing increasingly comfortable in Isabelle’s presence, peppering her with all manner

with George dwindled

outdoors daily. Instead, he would

off, he’d simply sit back and