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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replied, ‘Inks like you won’t be sleeping tonight.”

consessatson, bushed in the small house, brake

Oh, I’ll sleep

habelle was perplexed.

satisfaction. “Because you never denied our relationship from

quiet, a bit annoyed with

you never denied being thirty–one. You have your

“You said you didn’t

averted her gaze, choosing not to

“Immature kids are

“Getting annoyed yourself?”

we’re parents whispering secrets after putting the kids to

you ever

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

matter with you?” Isabelle was speechless.

he a masochist?

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

You himbo.

before speaking, “Consider yourself lucky that I can’t cause a scene at the moment, or

Ch. 144 Dreams

save it for later.”

tiched

with traps, waiting for the prey to fall victim.

“You’re seriously delusional.”

can be my partner

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

it was the best pair of shoes he ever found with a wide grin.

too timid to converse with Isabelle, he had only dared to approach George. Now, however, he found himself growing increasingly comfortable in Isabelle’s presence, peppering her with all manner of questions.

George dwindled as

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

simply sit