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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the small house, brake

I’ll

habelle was perplexed.

“Because you never denied

bit annoyed with his

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

said you didn’t mind.

her gaze, choosing not to engage further.

snapped, “Immature kids

shot back, “Getting

like we’re parents whispering

ever

Want to curse at me? I’m all

with you?” Isabelle was

a masochist?

in and huddled close to Isabelle’s ear. “The kids are

You himbo.

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

Ch. 144 Dreams

save it

tiched

exchange they had was fraught with traps, waiting for the

“You’re seriously

can be my partner

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 held them dear, as though they were a rare discovery,

best pair of shoes he ever found

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

dwindled as

need for him to scrounge for food outdoors daily. Instead, he would hover around the bed, engaging in conversation

simply