Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Huma returned to its normalcy for a good while after the teenagers came to stir things up.

While Sophia and Dexter continued to stay vigilant, they could tell what was going on. Ashton had drawn the

attention of those from the laboratory to himself by making waves overseas.

Although they were worried for him, they knew he was fulfilling his duty as an older brother.

"Stevie!" Xan was playing with Stevie in the courtyard, their heads touching as they soaked up the sun.

Sophia leaned against Dexter’s shoulders as she sipped on some tea. She was starting to get health-conscious now.

The world was never truly tranquil-someone had to bear the burden, after all. Dexter and Sophia carried that burden for the first half of their lives, and they could temporarily pass the baton to Ashton now.

Sophia sipped on her tea gratefully. "I finally understand the joys of having a son."

Dexter felt resigned. Ashton was meant to stick his neck out.

Both of them were aware of his abilities. Even if those from the laboratory were targeting him, they wouldn’t be able to touch him for a while.

Dexter and Sophia could still step in when there truly was no way out. After all, those people weren’t after Ashton’s life.

With the laboratory’s attention diverted, Xan could finally grow up healthy and live an ordinary life.

Although the immediate threat from the laboratory was temporarily under control, new challenges were already on the horizon.

Unfortunately, Xan fell in love.

Sophia was the one who found out about it. With her keen maternal instinct, she noticed some difference in Xan’s usual daydreaming.

Before this, Xan’s daydreaming was marked by a blank expression and lifeless eyes, as if she were lost in her own world. But now, she started to giggle even when daydreaming in a corner.

This gave Sophia the shock of her life.

"Something’s off with Xan!" She immediately alerted Dexter, wanting to come up with a plan.

Xan was indeed of age by now, and it wasn’t uncommon for ordinary university students to be dating at this age. But Xan wasn’t any ordinary university student, which left Dexter and Sophia rather worried.

So, as research professionals, the two of them took on the role of secret agents and tailed Xan. However, it was impossible for Xan not to notice their presence with her extraordinary sense.

Xan was happily trailing behind a young man as they made their way to the university cafeteria.

That young man looked about six feet tall, and while he looked slim in clothes, it was evident he had some muscles beneath them. He had a bright and cheerful demeanor-definitely a typical boy-next-door type.

"Do you want that?" The young man seemed to indulge in Xan a lot, allowing her to tug on his shirt and keep close to him.

She looked in the direction where he pointed and saw a fried chicken stall that had the longest line. She nodded. The young man smiled and patted Xan’s head. "Stay here and wait for me while I go get some for you."

She nodded obediently and slowly released her hold on his shirt, waiting for him dutifully. Xan kept her word to

the young man and did not move from her spot, but someone carelessly bumped into her.

She felt bewildered. She could calculate the person’s trajectory, thus she could tell that the collision was intentional.

The young woman who had bumped into her even had the nerve to blame Xan. She pointed at Xan and yelled, " What’s wrong with you? Why are you blocking the road, you weirdo? How did a dimwit like you get into the advanced class anyway?

"Let me guess your parents pulled some strings to get you in, didn’t they? Or is your brother so smart that they allowed a buy-one-get-one deal?"

The people around joined in to laugh at Xan. They felt bold enough to bully her without Ashton around.

"Let’s see who’s here to protect you now that your brother has gone to study abroad-"The young woman was about to hit Xan as well.

Sophia, who was hiding in a corner in sunglasses and a flat hat, pushed her sleeves up. She was about to step in when Dexter held her back.

He said softly, "You can’t be interfering every time." Left with nowhere to vent, Sophia elbowed Dexter.

Feeling wronged, Dexter rubbed his chest pitifully. There was nothing else he could do other than to indulge Sophia.

"Are you guys crazy?" Xan wasn’t planning to avoid the hit, yet the young woman’s slap did not land on her. Her hand was grabbed and pushed away by the young man.

He looked livid as he said, "Ashton went overseas, but I’m still here. Try bullying her again if you dare!"

Xan’s eyes were almost shooting hearts as she looked at the young man’s back dreamily.

Sophia was exasperated. She forgot that Xan was at the age when she was into blondes-which meant nothing but trouble.

"Xan’s eyes are shining!" Unlike Sophia, Dexter was beyond delighted to see that Xan was starting to act more like a regular young lady.

Sophia felt frustrated knowing that he, as a father, couldn’t understand what she, as a mother, was worried about. She was concerned that Xan might experience heartbreak from getting hurt by jerks.

Unable to vent, she elbowed him once again.

Dexter was stunned, wondering why he had to be elbowed twice when he did not say anything wrong at all. Meanwhile, the young man shielded Xan behind his back and said, "I better not catch you bullying her again!" "She’s a dimwit, Timothy Coleman! What do you even like about her that you have to bring her along everywhere?" that young woman spat, pointing angrily at xan. "What’s so great about her anyway?"

Sophia was seething in the corner. "What? He’s a Coleman? He’s definitely a jerk!"

She pushed up her sleeves and was about to lunge forward once again, but Dexter held her tight in his arms.

"He probably isn’t related to Damien," he hurriedly comforted her.

Sophia elbowed Dexter once again. "Why must you bring him up out of nowhere?"

Meanwhile, Damien, who was protecting Ashton on the other side of the globe, would probably feel aggrieved if he knew what Sophia had said about him.

"My uncle asked me to take care of her. She’s Ashton’s sister, so she’s just like my sister as well. Don’t create unnecessary trouble!" Timothy said with a frown. He then held Xan’s wrist, wanting to leave with her.

Sophia was in a fit. She wanted to head over. "Uncle? Who’s his uncle?"

She would have to cut off any possibilities between Xan and that young man if his uncle turned out to be Damien. "Calm down," Dexter coaxed while hugging Sophia.

Timothy took Xan’s hand and walked off, but she suddenly stopped moving.

He turned to look at her, asking, "What’s wrong?"

Xan was blankly looking toward a corner. "My mom and dad..."

She wondered why Dexter and Sophia were constantly fighting, but soon realized that this was her university. Why would they be fighting here? Was this some sort of a new game for them?

While Dexter continued to calm Sophia down by hugging her, Xan was already standing in front of them.

Upon realizing they had exposed themselves, they straightened themselves up, looking embarrassed. "Oh, what a coincidence, Xan!"

"Haven’t you been following me since I went out, Mom and Dad?" Xan bluntly called them out, looking blankly at them as she wondered what they were up to now.

"Come here." Sophia planned to steal her away to give her a good talking to. She wanted Xan to stay away from jerks.

"What’s your relationship with Xan?" she asked, eyeing Timothy warily.

He scratched his head and said, "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Black, I’m Ashton’s best friend. Before he went overseas, he told me to take care of Xan in the university. There’s nothing between-"

"Why are you holding her hand if there’s nothing between the two of you? Don’t you know it’s impolite to do that? What a jerk!" Sophia scolded him before pulling Xan away.

Dexter took a deep breath and patted Timothy’s shoulder. "Don’t take it to heart. She might have misunderstood you."

Timothy scratched his head again before mumbling, "Do I look like a jerk?"

Dexter studied him carefully and found that he really did look like one.

Meanwhile, Xan quietly defended Timothy, "He’s not a jerk, Mom!"

Sophia got angrier and said, "How is he not a jerk? He looks exactly like a jerk!"

As expected, the more she looked at Timothy, the more she found him resembling Damien. She was sure that he was a jerk.