Next One Is a Babe

Although Sophia was slow to react, Ian had better reflexes, so he turned immediately to pull Sophia into an embrace with his back against the incoming projectile. John was standing on her left but slightly further away, so he didn’t manage to react in time.

The shard crashed into Ian’s back before smashing into smithereens on the ground, while Sophia felt a prickling pain on her calf, which might be due to a wound inflicted by the broken shards. Logan seemed to have forgotten about his anger as he stared at Ian and Sophia while the room fell into dead silence for a few seconds.

It was John who first came to his senses. Stepping in, he pulled Ian away from Sophia to check on her while holding both her shoulders. “Are you alright?”

Sophia looked between John and Ian before pouting. “My leg hurts, but I don’t have the courage to look at it. Am I bleeding?”

The suspender shorts she wore left her thighs and calves exposed. John squatted to see that her calf was indeed bleeding due to an injury caused by the shard. There were two or three wounds, which one of them seemed more severe due to the length of it. Sophia was afraid of pain, so she dared not watch whenever she received an injection, nor was she brave enough to look at her wounds.

After a few second’s pause, Logan rushed toward Sally, bellowing, “You scum! How dare you assault her! I hope you have a death wish!” Logan never had a sound moral compass to begin with, as he would threaten to beat his father up whenever they quarreled, so he had no qualms about kicking Sally because he never liked her to begin with.

Simon quickly pulled Sally aside, so he ended up on the receiving end of Logan’s kick, which prompted Leah to pull Sally and Simon behind her while chiding Logan, “What are you doing? You shouldn’t be resorting to violence!"

On the other hand, Sophia dared not lower her gaze while she froze on the spot. She then asked John with a trembling voice, “John, is the wound big? Does it look scary? My leg hurts, and I can barely stand, so please hold me, quick.”

While the wound wasn’t huge, the blood that trickled down from her wound was a stark contrast to her flawless skin, which made it seem all the more gory. There was a gloomy look on John’s face as he carried Sophia in his arms.

Sean and Old Mr. Morgan finally came to their senses, after which Sean quickly approached them. “Are you alright? I’ll go get the family doctor.”

With the help of his walking stick, Old Mr. Morgan propped himself up. “Quick, go get the doctor!”