Chapter 3

"Nathan?" I asked.

I barely recognized the look on Nathan's face.

Suddenly, Nathan kicked me hard in the waist.

"Bad woman! That's for picking on Sophie," Nathan yelled.

I doubled over, clutching my side in pain.

"Nathan, what are you doing?" I cried out, shocked and angry.

But Nathan just kept going, not holding back at all.

I'd signed him up for kickboxing classes to help him get stronger.

Now he was way tougher than before, and his moves were quick and ruthless.

"Bad mom! You're not as pretty as Sophie, and you're not as sweet as her either. How…