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

in the small house, brake the

Oh, I’ll

habelle was perplexed.

of satisfaction. “Because you never denied

a bit annoyed with his self–assuredness.

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

shrugged. “You said you didn’t

averted her gaze, choosing not

snapped, “Immature kids are really annoying.”

shot back, “Getting annoyed

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

asked, “Have you ever heard

Want to curse at me? I’m

the matter with you?” Isabelle

a masochist?

huddled close to 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 I’d kick

Ch. 144 Dreams

quipped back, “Then save it

tiched

traps,

shot back, “You’re seriously delusional.”

can be

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

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

dared to approach George. Now, however, he found

dwindled as a

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

Isabelle brushed him off, he’d simply sit back and watch silently.

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