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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habelle was perplexed.

you never denied our relationship from start to

a bit annoyed with his

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

“You said you didn’t mind.

gaze, choosing

clearly frustrated, snapped, “Immature kids are

back, “Getting annoyed

“No, it feels like we’re

ever

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

you?” Isabelle was

a masochist?

to Isabelle’s 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 I’d kick you out for sure.”

Ch. 144 Dreams

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exchange they had was fraught with traps, waiting for the prey to

shot back, “You’re

can be my partner in bed?

were much too large for him, yet he held them dear, as though they were a rare discovery, and eagerly presented them to

declared that it was the best pair of shoes he ever found with

he found himself growing increasingly comfortable in

dwindled as a

for him to scrounge for food outdoors daily. Instead, he would hover around

off, he’d simply sit back and