Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1856

When Harold asked his question, Colby did something unexpected-he cracked a rare smile.

He'd moved on long ago, though remnants of the past still lingered in his mind.

"So, how was it?" William asked eagerly, "And what about the visuals? Spill the details! What did you see? Did it really look like real life? Did you dream about the past?"

William fired off questions like a machine gun.

"I'll share my thoughts later. Right now, I've got more pressing matters."

"More pressing?" William blinked in surprise. "What's more pressing than your wife?"

"Getting breakfast for her."

And with that, Colby walked straight out of the lab.

"Hey, don't go!" William called after him, trying to get him to stay.

didn't

staring at the half-empty potion bottle in his hand. He then shot a mischievous grin at Harold. "Mr. Aldridge, want

Harold shrugged, "Not interested."

it!" William insisted, giving

home and found Sophie still wrapped in sleep. A

Sophie didn't love him. But that didn't

brushed his fingers across

long as they were husband and wife, as long as their love endured, that was

drifted

morning, as usual, Colby swung by the bakery to pick up Sophie's favorite croissants. Then, like any

a dream last night," Sophie said, her eyes meeting his. "I dreamed of you as a

"Oh?"

hi, but you turned all red when you saw me. It was so cute, so I couldn't

gently tapped Sophie's nose. "My wife, always up to mischief, even with the

an eyebrow. "That's because you don't let

I ever stopped you?" Colby said, holding her hand. "You're the only one who can tease me, the only one who

something in the dream you