She added, “Nate, you have to grow up quickly to protect me. That way, I won’t be taken away by the bad guys.”

Nathan yawned and slowly fell asleep. He seemed to be talking in his sleep.

“Mommy, I’ll protect you when I grow up.”

Looking at Nathan’s cute sleeping face, a stab of pain shot through Sophia. She also understood the feeling of not having parents since young. It was extremely lonely.

However, she was immensely lucky to have grandparents who loved her, the headmaster, and Michael.

From now on, I’ll be Nate’s mom. I’ll definitely try my best to be a good mother!

Justin opened a tiny slit with the door to look at them furtively. After he saw that both of them had fallen asleep while hugging in the room, he closed the door and left.

Michael was also looking at the security footage from the camera of the room. It was only through this could he see Nathan’s cute side. Usually, he was utterly cold and indifferent.

Looking at the pair of mother and son, Michael felt a surge of happiness on top of the responsibility he had.

When he saw Justin coming over, he exclaimed, “Look at how alike they look!”

 

Truth be told, Justin also felt that Sophia was quite similar to Nathan. The Mitchell Family was full of ambassadors, so they had produced many ambassadors and mixed-descent babies. Justin’s mother was of Irish descent, so he had many features that resembled an Irish—his skin was fair, and his eyes socket were more sunken. Nathan also inherited that from him.

However, after taking a closer look, one could see that Sophia also had some facial features that resembled a typical Irish woman as well. Her skin was fair, her nose pointy, and she seemed to have a tinge of blue in those hazel eyes of hers.

 

Maybe it’s just a coincidence.

When Michael showed the pictures to Nathan for him to choose his mother, he picked Sophia immediately.

Perhaps this is their destiny.

At the military compound at the break of dawn, Stanley bought a bottle of beer from the mini market and hid in the garden to drink with his dog.

“Here you go, Judge. Drink up!”

He poured the bottle of beer into his glass and a bowl. While he took a sip, his dog also licked in the bowl.

After taking a sip of the beer, Stanley cried while holding his cat in his arms.

she become my aunt?

got drunk, it

more Stanley thought about it,

age, and they had the same interests; even Old Master Fletcher liked her a lot. No matter from which perspective, both of them were the perfect match for

year, Sophia could get ready to be pregnant. After she gave birth to the baby, she would return to the university.

form a company and start a business of his own. If not, he would apply for a job at his uncle’s company and worked while supporting his own Esports career. Then, he

be able to buy houses, cars, raise kids, and

everything is all gone right

suddenly appeared with her phone’s flashlight switched on as she

Irene and burst into tears immediately. “Miss Irene, I fell out of

curiously, “You broke up?

Stanley had only brought Sophia here

banquet that night, she missed the part where

with tears in his eyes. “Yes, she’s with another man

of the jerk out loud, but after thinking about

remain hopeful about

though they are already married, they could get a

were to

Irene, “Irene, I know you haven’t forgotten about Uncle Michael, right? You should know that he

Michael, Irene’s expression seemed to change as she sighed. “Stan, you know very well that it’s been six years. I still can’t remember what happened back then, and I’m

With that, Irene left.

was drunk, his

intimate that they were about to get married. It’s impossible for Uncle

replacement. How pitiful! The woman whom Uncle Michael loves

if they are

fall for me. I’m the only person who can

be someone else’s stepmother

cold and indifferent. With Sophia as his

is the idol of the entire country. He’s the fantasy of billions of girls worldwide. I

by Michael to raise

so pitiful, weak, and innocent. I have

to save her from this

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