Take My Breath Away

When his dad didn't say anything, Boswell continued, "I think you should experience the happiness of sleeping in your kid's room. Alright! I'll let you sleep in my room for tonight! You sleep there, and we will sleep with Mommy!"

Raising his eyebrows, Matthew asked, "And why would I want to do that?"

Boswell looked back at his mother, who was half lying on the bed, listening to their conversation. He replied, "Mom needs to be taken care of during this time of the month, and we do that all the time."

Matthew hung his coat on the hanger, walked up to the kid and patted his head. "You only need to take good care of yourselves from now on. Your mother has me to take care of her. Go back to your room and sleep." He grinned at his sons. These fellows wanted his wife all to themselves and were trying to drive him out.

Boswell was still unconvinced. He tried everything to fight for the opportunity to take care of his mother. He argued, "Mom is completely spoiled by us! She will be super irritable for the next few days and she will need brown sugar water. Dad, you have a bad temper! So, you can't take care of Mom. Let us do it instead!"

Erica almost burst out laughing. She was spoiled by them? She finally spoke. "Boswell, don't make Dad sleep alone. We can all sleep here."

However, to her surprise, Boswell refused decisively. Pouting his lips, he protested, "Dad will cheat! Last time, he secretly slept next to you after moving us to the other side while we were asleep. He held you all night and slept nicely. It's not fair!"

His father was always good to them, except when it came to his wife. He acted like a kid himself and often competed with them for her attention. 'Dad has his own mom! Why won't he go and sleep with her?' the boy thought to himself.

Taking a reproachful glance at his second son, Matthew walked over to him and picked him up. He threatened in a serious tone, "Do you have any evidence to prove that? If you don't, then I will sue you for slander. After that, you will be taken away by the police and will be forced to pay compensation."

Boswell was not frightened. "You know we were all asleep and don't have any evidence! That's why you are so

temperature of the water. It was still a little hot, so he placed it on the bedside table. Then he told Adkins, "You are still young, Adkins. What if you trip and fall? Next time, don't do such dangerous things."

Damian interrupted, "Dad, don't worry! We always make the brown sugar water for Mom. We can do it."

Matthew was slightly stunned upon hearing that. He touched Damian's head and said, "If you burn your little hands, my wife will be very upset." And in turn, he would be sad too— for his wife and his child.

The kids blinked. Normally, Matthew should have answered, "If you burn your little hands, I will be very upset." But instead, he had said, "If you burn your little hands, my wife will be very upset."

Erica was amused by the five of them and laughed. "Well, well, my dear babies. I was okay with you making this brown sugar water for me because my room was close to the kitchen in Tow Village. But it's different now. You need to climb the stairs to the third floor. It's too dangerous. Dad and Mom are worried about you. So, let the maids do it next time, okay?"

The four boys nodded at the same time and answered in one voice, "Okay, Mom!"

Matthew sighed. When he said something, the children would argue with him. However, no one refuted Erica's words. They were so obedient. Was that the difference between being a father and a mother?

That night, since the children insisted, the family of six slept together in the same bed.