Touched, Sophia looked at the little boy. She had thought that he would be scared, but here he was, acting as courageously as he could.

However, Colin pulled back his son's hand.

.... Ambrose speechlessly stared at his dad. "What are you doing?" he asked. "I'm helping her breathe. She just choked on water."

"You don't need to do that. She's okay now!" Colin said in a voice filled with exasperation. As they gazed at each other, the flame of anger in their eyes became conspicuous.

Seeing Ambrose getting upset, Sophia instantly sat up in bed. "Brody, you don't need to worry about me. I'm okay now!"

Sophia's soft voice erased the anger Ambrose felt. He lovingly looked at her and said, "Sophia, once we get married, we will move out."

... Sophia was flabbergasted. She did not know what to say.

Frowning, Colin ignored his son's words and turned to Sophia. "Take off the wet clothes!" he ordered her.

... "All right!" Sophia agreed.

Colin intended to stay, but he didn't want his son in the room while Sophia changed her clothes. Therefore, he dragged Ambrose out of the room.

But Ambrose struggled and squirmed in his father's grip. "Where are you taking me? I need to be with Sophia!" he said, kicking about his little hands and legs.

"Men should not watch a lady changing clothes!" Colin's voice sounded very serious.

Ambrose argued, "But I'm not a man yet. I'm just a kid!"

"One day you will be!"

"But I'm not a man now, which means I can be there!"

"I will not allow it!"

"I don't need your permission. She is my girlfriend!"

Hearing this, Colin pinned his son against his lap and raised his hand to hit him. Ambrose immediately shouted, "Sophia, help. Dad's gonna hit me!"

Sophia instantly put on the clothes she was taking off and dashed out.

When she saw that Colin's palm was merely inches away from his son's tiny butt, her heart ached. She plucked Ambrose from Colin's lap and said, "Colin, he's just a kid. Why are you being so hard on him?"

Putting his arms around Sophia's waist, Ambrose pretended to be frightened. "Sophia, please take me with you!" he wailed.

Sophia pulled Ambrose away from her since she was still drenched from head to toe and hadn't had the opportunity to change her clothes. She turned to Colin and said, "Look what you've done to poor Brody!"

Colin took an unsympathetic look at his son. He was sure that Sophia was the only one who could still be tricked by his naughty son.

However, he found the scene somehow... homely. A mother protecting her son, who was about to be punished by his dad.

Without thinking too much, Sophia took Ambrose inside the room. She sat him on the couch. "Sit here," she gently said.

"Okay." Ambrose sat on the sofa as he was told and turned his back around like a gentleman. "Sophia, you can change your clothes now, I promise I won't look, though I really want to.copy right hot novel pub