novelraw Chapter 194: Is It Time to Leave Here?
Chapter 194: Is It Time to Leave Here?
"You call her Mommy?"
Madam Hawke looked at Dominic Hawke, her expression complex.
The little guy doesn’t even call her auntie anymore, but directly calls her Mommy?
"Yes! Grandma, I really like her, she’s my Mommy."
Dominic Hawke was very earnest.
This is his biological mother, of course he has to call her Mommy!
The two elders of the Hawke Family exchanged glances, at a loss for words.
Beside them, Bea blinked her large eyes and handed a glass of water to Elder Hawthorne.
"Grandpa Hawthorne, please have some water."
This is his biological grandfather!
He dearly misses Grandpa’s insect lab.
When can he go play there again?
"Thank you."
Seeing Bea hand over the glass, Elder Hawthorne took it, inexplicably feeling a sense of intimacy.
"Bea, why are you wearing a mask at home?"
Perhaps because the child’s forehead and eyes were strikingly similar to his own grandson’s, he felt a natural affection.
"Because I have a cold, I’m afraid of infecting you all."
Bea touched his mask, giggling.
The little guy’s eyes curved like crescents when he smiled, incredibly charming.
Elder Hawthorne’s heart softened.
His gaze fell on a small bottle in Bea’s pocket, something about it seemed familiar.
"Bea, what’s this?"
Bea lowered his gaze and took out the bottle containing a bug from his pocket, his eyes sparkling.
"Grandpa Hawthorne, this is a bug I just caught. I’ve never seen it before. Do you know what it is?"
Hearing this, Elder Hawthorne’s eyes lit up and he took the bottle for a closer look.
"This should be a hybrid insect. Bea, do you also like bugs?"
"Yup."
Bea nodded emphatically, then glanced at Dominic Hawke, "Charlie also likes bugs. I always ask him my questions."
Dominic Hawke: "..."
His little brother lies without missing a beat.
"Alright, alright, come here, you can ask Grandpa Hawthorne anything."
Elder Hawthorne, as if finding a kindred spirit, gestured for Bea to sit beside him.
Bea giggled and obediently sat down next to him.
Madam Hawke held Dominic Hawke in her arms, watching the old and the young enthusiastically discuss insects, her eyes showing a trace of curiosity.
Bea’s speaking style inexplicably reminded her of a certain lively phase of her own grandson.
Could this be fate?
In the kitchen, Elara Don occasionally glanced toward the living room, already breaking into a cold sweat.
First it was Damon Hawke a few days ago, and now it’s reached the two elders of the Hawke Family.
Next, won’t Vinny Hawke be coming?
It won’t be as peaceful when Vinny comes, he’ll definitely stir up a storm.
She really needs to think about whether she should leave here.
But...
Elara Don gazed at the two elders and the two children in the living room, her eyes showing a complex emotion.
That’s the bloodline of the Hawke Family, can she selfishly take them away?
Elara Don, troubled and unsure, forced herself to calm down and finished the last dish.
Opening the kitchen door, she brought the dish to the dining table.
"Bea, Charlie, it’s time to eat."
The two little ones brightened at the sound.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Mommy’s cooking is delicious, even better than Hawke Family’s chef’s."
Dominic Hawke pulled Madam Hawke’s hand and headed to the dining table.
Bea also pulled Elder Hawthorne forward.
Thinking of something, he touched his mask and swallowed hard.
Oh no, with the mask on, how is he supposed to eat?
Sob, it looks like he can only watch them eat!
Elara Don placed the dishes and utensils on the table. Seeing everyone coming over, she said a little awkwardly, "Elder Hawthorne, Madam Hawke, I didn’t know you were coming, so I only made some simple home dishes. I hope you don’t mind."
At this, Elder Hawthorne glanced at Madam Hawke, shaking his hand.
"It was rude of us, please don’t mind."
"Yes, Miss Thorne, we should have left after visiting Charlie. Now we’re imposing on you by staying here for dinner, I hope you don’t mind us."
Madam Hawke stroked Charlie’s soft hair, saying.
"No, no, please have a seat."
Elara Don hurried to pull out chairs for them.
The two Hawke elders exchanged a glance and sat down.
Elara Don ladled soup for the two little ones, planning to have them drink it while it was hot, only then noticing Bea still wore his mask.
She immediately felt a mix of apology and amusement.
It’s entirely due to her selfishness that the little one still cannot show his true face.
What a disgrace!
"Bea..."
"Mommy, I’m not hungry yet, I’ll eat later, let me help you host Grandpa and Grandma Hawthorne."
Bea swallowed his craving for food and spoke obediently.
Elara Don hesitated, then finally patted his little head, her eyes full of apology.
Such a sensible good child.
"Grandpa Hawthorne, Grandma Hawthorne, please try my Mommy’s cooking, it’s really delicious."
Bea said to the two elders.
Madam Hawke gave him a glance and smiled, "You sweet child, take off your mask and eat."
"Um, I have a cold, eating together might spread germs to you, I’ll eat later on my own."
Bea’s large eyes darted about as he came up with an excuse.
Madam Hawke silently praised the kid’s good upbringing, then drank a sip of soup.
The soup was bone broth, incredibly delicious.
Madam Hawke’s eyes lit up, and she drank a couple more sips.
Beside him, Elder Hawthorne also finished the soup and started eating, feeling the dishes were remarkably exquisite.
Truly better than his house chef’s skills.
Elara Don had a few bites, seeing everyone at the table eating happily, except for her own son gazing longingly, she felt amused yet sorry.
"Charlie, help Grandpa and Grandma eat, I’ll take Bea to the kitchen."
Can’t let the little guy go hungry, need to feed him separately.
"Okay, Mommy."
Dominic Hawke responded, nodding as he was enjoying his meal.
He glanced at Bea with some sympathy.
Poor little brother, has to eat all alone.
Elara Don led Bea into the kitchen, quickly serving him a bowl of soup.
"Bea, I’m sorry, it’s Mommy’s selfishness."
Bea took off his mask, drinking the soup Elara Don personally fed him, looking very satisfied.
"Mommy, no need to apologize, see, I get to drink soup fed personally by you. Even brother doesn’t get this treatment."
Elara Don: "..."
This thoughtful little rascal.
Really knows how to comfort people.
Touched!
The meal finally ended without any incidents.
When the two Hawke elders were about to leave, Elara Don hurriedly escorted them to the elevator.
While waiting for the elevator, Elder Hawthorne looked at the gentle-looking Elara Don, paused, and said, "Miss Thorne, there’s something I don’t know if I should say."
Upon hearing this, Elara Don quickly said, "Please speak."
Elder Hawthorne hesitated, then glanced at her again, saying, "Miss Thorne, I can see you are very good, and Charlie really likes you, but your identity does not match with the Hawke Family. Marrying into the Hawke Family might be a bit difficult. However..."
"Elder Hawthorne, I understand. Don’t worry, I have no intention of marrying into the Hawke Family."
Before Elder Hawthorne could finish, Elara Don interrupted him.