"What do you call him?" How did he be Daddy Casper all of a sudden?


    Brock, with a serious look, exined, "Mr. Casper says he''s my dad, so I''m calling him Daddy Casper for now. Once I think he really deserves it, I''ll acknowledge him as my dad." A trial period, huh? That''s so typical of her son.


    Eliza couldn''t help butugh, "Sweetheart, he really is your biological dad. But it''s good you''re taking your time to decide. Not everyone is cut out to be Brock''s dad."


    The little guy tilted his head, nodding in agreement.


    "Mom, is Mr. Casper really my biological dad?"


    "He is your biological dad."


    Still not entirely convinced, the little one''s eyes sparkled with confusion. "But Brock and Mr. Casper don''t look alike at all, and he''s not as brave as Mr. Casper. Mom, are you sure you''re not mistaken?" Eliza could only stare, speechless.


    "Of course not. Brock, you''re still a kid, so it''s normal not to be as brave as an adult. But someday, you''ll be even braver than your dad." Listening to his mom, the little one nodded thoughtfully.


    He soon shed a smile, showing off his tiny, pearly teeth, "When I grow up, I''m gonna protect Mom, even from Dad. He can''t bully her." "Uh..." That was... something.


    "Mom, did Dad bully youst night? I heard you sounded like you were hurt."


    Eliza wished the ground would just swallow her up.


    Of course, he heardst night''s... incident.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    "No, no, it''s just that Mom had a bit of back pain." She fumbled, hoping to brush it off.


    The little guy frowned, reaching to touch Eliza''s forehead, "Daddy Casper was on top of you, so he must have bullied you, right?"


    Eliza: ...


    Please, let the ground open up.


    Just then, Casper came in. Noticing Eliza''s face was as red as a beet, he asked, "Why''s your face so red? Do you have a fever?"


    He reached out to touch her


    forehead, but Brock quickly stopped him, "Don''t bully my mom anymore. If you do, I won''t call you Da


    Casper: ...


    When did he ever bully Eliza?


    "I didn''t bully your mom."


    "Yes, you did," the little one insisted, eyes wide with determination to protect Eliza, which was both touching and mortifying for her. "Brock, aboutst night... it was just..."  en


    Eliza had no idea how to exin.


    She looked at Casper, hoping he''d help out.


    He lookedpletely bewildered, blinking, "What happenedst night...?"


    Eliza: ...


    Just let there be an earthquake. End it all.


    "Alright, you two go out. I need to get dressed." She pulled the covers over her head, shooing them out.


    Outside the tent, the two stood-father and son.


    Brock crossed his arms, a hint of defiance in his little face as he looked at Casper, "Did you bully my momst night?"


    "I didn''t." Casper squatted down, adjusting Brock''s cor, perplexed, "Why would I bully your mom?"


    "Butst night, I heard Mom crying


    out." Brock blinked his big eyes,


    insistin


    "She said her back hurts.


    You made it hurt, dianove


    Casper finally caught on.


    They''d tried to be discreet because of the little one, but still, he''d overheard.


    Awkward, sure, but easy to clear up.


    "Brock, let me ask you something. Do you ever feel lonely being an only child? Wouldn''t you like a brother or sister?"