My Dreamy Old Husband Chapter 411

Sophia had made a mistake; she shouldn’t have taken that selfie with Claude the other day. Claude must’ve misunderstood her because of that selfie, and Sophia swore to God that she had only wanted to annoy Michael. She really had no feelings for Claude at all.

“Uh… Haha… Thank you…” She was embarrassed, but Claude had already made the soup and brought it over. It wouldn’t do for her to just turn it down, so she laughed awkwardly as she took the soup in her hands.

That jerk of a boy, Nathan, didn’t even call her his mother anymore. Any time someone came over, he’d call her a distant cousin; he had even vanished without a trace, leaving only Stanley behind while he watched his drama and stroked the cat. However, Nathan wasn’t the reason why the atmosphere at the moment was so awkward.

“I don’t think it’s that convenient for you to move your hands—let me feed you.” In a gentle manner, Claude opened up the container of soup, scooped up a spoonful and blew on it slightly before bringing it up to Sophia’s mouth.

Claude was so gentle that he didn’t seem like a Fletcher. He was like gentle snowfall, and the condition of his skin was even better than a girl’s. Those slender fingers of his were flawless like a precious jewel, and he was overall a soft and gentle man.

If it hadn’t been for the military uniform he had on, Sophia wouldn’t have associated him with the Fletchers. He primarily did clerical work in the army, so when he reined in his dominating aura, he looked rather polite and soft.