Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy

Chapter 185: I Can Give You Everything of Mine

Elara Don glanced at Damon Hawke’s figure, her face slightly flushed.

She quickly looked away and then retreated out.

"Hehe, Daddy, I saw Mommy’s face turn red."

"Really? Maybe she was charmed by Daddy’s handsome presence."

"Hehe, Daddy, you’re so full of yourself."

"If I weren’t, how would I have the confidence to pursue your mommy?"

"..."

In the bathroom, the conversation between the two echoed, while Elara Don patted her own cheek, feeling both amused and helpless.

Her skin is thin, hence the blush.

Someone is indeed a narcissist.

Damon Hawke helped the little one put on his clothes, dried his hair, and carried him into the children’s room.

Bea’s face was rosy, with eyes exceptionally bright.

"Alright, sleep early. Daddy needs to go change out of the wet clothes."

Damon Hawke tucked the little one into bed and ruffled his soft hair.

"Mm, goodnight Daddy."

Bea obediently greeted Damon Hawke, his eyes full of happiness.

Damon Hawke chuckled lightly, finding his son particularly clingy tonight.

Exiting the children’s room, Elara Don was holding a set of clothes for changing, handing them to him.

"Go wash up quickly."

The clothes were the ones he had left at home two nights ago, becoming just the spare set.

Damon Hawke accepted them, raising his eyebrows, "Did you wash the clothes?"

"Yes."

If she didn’t, who would? Him?

"So, did you wash my underwear too?"

Damon Hawke leaned in slightly, intentionally softening his tone, carrying an inexplicable hint of ambiguity.

Elara Don paused, meeting his playful dark eyes, and flushed once more.

"Mr. Hawke, it’s just washing clothes, you really don’t need to think much of it."

This man, why say it so sneakily?

I just helped him wash a pair of underwear!

It doesn’t mean anything!

The woman’s face blushed deeply, appearing even more delicate in the lamplight.

Damon Hawke’s gaze swept over her red lips, his Adam’s apple slightly moving.

Feeling somewhat nostalgic for her lips!

Damon Hawke steadied himself, pulling out a box from his pocket.

"Elly, thank you for everything you’ve done. As a token of my gratitude, I bought a small gift for you."

Damon Hawke opened the box, taking out the necklace inside.

Elara Don was stunned, her eyes inadvertently lighting up as she saw the sunlight glimmering off the necklace.

Women love sparkling things.

She’s no exception.

This man truly knows how to win a woman’s heart!

"Let me help you put it on."

Damon Hawke unfastened the necklace, stepped forward, and gently placed it on Elara Don.

His hands encircled her neck.

His head leaned beside her ear, his breath warmly flowing over her hair.

Again and again, sparking waves of heat.

Elara Don’s heart uncontrollably raced, she had to hold her breath to resist the tempting scent wafting from him.

The cool necklace was secured on her neck by Damon Hawke.

Elara Don swallowed, retreating a step back, "Mr. Hawke, you’re too generous."

Damon Hawke’s gaze fell on her neck.

The woman’s skin was fair, and in the lamplight, the dazzling necklace highlighted her delicate collarbone, making it more alluring.

It’s tempting for anyone to want to take it.

Damon Hawke’s eyes deepened, "It’s just a necklace, as long as you’re happy, everything I have can be given."

Elara Don: "..."

Did he coat his words in honey tonight?

So sweet!

"Mr. Hawke, go take a shower, be careful not to catch cold."

"Elly, you’re worried about me?"

"Mr. Hawke, please don’t flatter yourself."

"Mm, I’m not flattering myself, I’m sure."

"..."

In the children’s room.

Bea had just closed his eyes when he heard the ringing of a small phone.

He knew it must be a message from his brother.

He turned over, pulled out the phone from under the pillow, and sure enough, it was a message from Dominic Hawke.

"Bea, did Daddy stay over?"

"Mm-hmm, he just helped me bathe."

Bea chuckled, looking smug.

"Brother, are you showing off? Daddy only sees you as me."

Dominic Hawke mercilessly pointed out the truth.

Bea’s smiling face stiffened, and he pouted.

That’s true!

Daddy thought he was his brother!

So silly!

His big eyes shifted, and he typed another line.

"Brother, tomorrow let’s not wear school uniforms. Instead, we’ll wear matching clothes and put on masks, then stand in front of Daddy and see his reaction!"

Daddy’s intelligence level is worrying!

Really anxious for him!

"Uh, brother, I’m afraid once Daddy finds out we’re tricking him, he’ll spank us."

"Humph, he dares! He still needs us to say good things about him in front of Mommy!"

"True, okay then."

The brothers secretly plotted, preparing to see Damon Hawke’s embarrassment.

...

In the villa.

Cole Hawke sat on a high stool, one hand holding a wine glass, the other flipping through phone messages.

When he saw the message from his subordinate saying Damon Hawke was spending the night at Elara Don’s home again, he snorted, downing a large gulp of wine.

Seems Damon Hawke isn’t that sharp!

After all this time, he still hasn’t uncovered the truth!

It’s making me anxious for him!

Could it be that love blinded him?

Truly, men should focus on careers; women are the primary flaw!

"Artie, still not asleep?"

Wheelchair sounds moved across the wooden floor as Jason Hawke came up.

Cole Hawke set down the glass and walked over.

"Dad, why aren’t you asleep?"

"Too old, can’t sleep."

Jason Hawke looked at his son’s handsome face, "How’s progress lately? I asked you to buy board members and find Damon’s faults, have you done it?"

Cole Hawke crouched down, tucking in the blanket on Jason’s legs.

"Dad, it can’t be rushed, I know what I’m doing."

Most board members, except for loyal followers of Dad, support Damon strongly.

And Damon has always been prudent in business; his faults aren’t easy to find.

Jason Hawke stared at him, "Arthur, Dad knows bringing Damon down from power is tough. Dad’s advice is best to collaborate with someone, and the second master who split from the Netherworld Organization is a great tool."

Upon hearing this, Cole Hawke slowly stood.

"Dad, unless absolutely necessary, I won’t collaborate with disreputable people. You know the second master’s hands aren’t clean."

He still doesn’t want to ruin the Hawke Family’s reputation.

"Artie, you’re too soft-hearted."

Jason Hawke sighed, maneuvering back towards the bedroom.

Cole Hawke remained silent, fingers clenched tightly.

Perhaps.

If he hadn’t met Elara Don, maybe he wouldn’t care about competing for control with Damon.

But by chance, he met the girl he’s been seeking!

Next day.

Elara Don woke up early, opened her door, and yawned.

"Morning, Elly."

The man’s voice suddenly sounded, startling her.

She focused her sight, only to see Damon Hawke working in the living room.

A pair of dark eyes stared at her with a smile.