Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 161: Watching Daddy Get Played

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Watching Daddy Get Played
Hearing Elara Don’s words, Leia Quinn was also taken aback.
"What should we do? If he wants to come in, we can’t really stop him. Maybe we should just have Bea wear a mask."
After all, their son is here, and they have no reason to stop him.
The two little ones exchanged glances and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, Mommy, you can open the door. We won’t let Daddy discover our identity,"
Dominic Hawke said.
"Right, what Brother said is right," Bea agreed.
Elara Don pursed her lips and glanced at the tall man standing outside before saying, "Kiki, I’ll divert him first, you take Bea to your place."
It’s a bit unreasonable to keep wearing the mask at home.
She was afraid that Damon Hawke might quickly pull off their son’s mask.
It’s better to have Bea avoid him for now.
"Alright, that works too."
Leia Quinn picked Bea up from the high chair and prepared to leave.
Bea looked displeased.
"Why is it me who has to leave? Brother, how about I pretend to be you? After all, Daddy can’t tell us apart."
He wanted to stay here and watch Daddy get fooled!
Dominic Hawke blinked, "Bea, it’s Daddy’s first visit, let’s not switch this time. If there’s a next time, we’ll switch, okay?"
A little excited, he didn’t want to leave.
"Are you all ready? I’m opening the door,"
Elara Don saw Damon Hawke outside looking a bit impatient and quickly spoke.
Bea pouted, "Alright then, Brother, we agreed, next time it’s my turn to spend time alone with Daddy and Mommy."
"Mm."
Dominic Hawke nodded heavily.
Once Leia Quinn saw the two had settled their plan, she took Bea and hid in a corner.
At the door, Elara Don took a deep breath and opened it.
"Mr. Hawke, why are you here?"
Damon Hawke glanced at her, shaking the items in his hand, "I came to bring some things for Charlie, is he inside?"
As he spoke, he peered inside, wanting to enter.
Elara Don quickly stopped him, "Mr. Hawke, could you come over here? I need to speak with you privately."
She couldn’t let him in right now.
She had to lead him away first.
Elara Don took the items from his hand and placed them by the door, then pulled him towards the fire escape.
Damon Hawke’s gaze fell on her fair hand, his eyebrow slightly raised, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
What does she want to tell him?
Elara Don pulled Damon Hawke into the fire escape.
The door closed, blocking the soft light.
The surroundings were dark and cool, with only their shallow breaths filling the space.
Elara Don closed her eyes, waiting for her eyes to adjust to the darkness.
A low magnetic voice sounded in her ears.
"What do you want to tell me?"
Elara Don only felt the fine hairs on her ears being lifted, tickling her heart.
Her limbs warmed up, hastily opening her eyes.
The man’s handsome face was close, his dark eyes especially bright and deep in the quiet space.
Her heartbeat skipped a beat, and she quickly stepped back, only to find she was still holding his hand.
With her movement, the man stepped closer, advancing on her.
Elara Don swallowed and quickly released his hand, stepping back further.
Behind her was a wall. She leaned against the cold wall to calm her agitated heart.
"I... I wanted to tell you that Charlie is doing well here and lacks nothing, so you don’t have to bring anything in the future."
Calm down!
This man is a super big liar.
She couldn’t be swayed by his looks!
Damon Hawke stared at Elara Don’s evasive eyes, a hint of amusement flashing through them.
Is the little woman shy?
"Elly, I know how you feel. You’re not indifferent to me; it’s just some external factors causing you to avoid me. Trust me, I will handle everything and make sure you marry me with splendor,"
he wanted to state his position.
Since they both had feelings, what was there to worry about?
Hearing this, Elara Don’s agitated heart slowly calmed down.
She looked at him, her voice slightly indifferent, "Mr. Hawke, I don’t know why you suddenly say such things. I remember telling you very clearly that we are just superior-subordinate relationships. Please, adjust your attitude."
Marry her with splendor?
Become someone else’s substitute?
Sorry, she didn’t need that!
"Elly, you don’t have to deny it. If you felt nothing for me, why would you take Charlie home? Isn’t it because of love that you care about him too?"
Damon Hawke clearly felt Elara Don’s coldness.
He couldn’t help but frown slightly.
He couldn’t quite figure her out.
When he was Thomas King, she said some sentimental things.
But now, her demeanor made him feel like he was being overly sentimental.
This woman, what were her true thoughts?
"Mr. Hawke, did my actions make you overthink it? Then I apologize,"
Elara Don looked at Damon Hawke, her tone carrying a hint of ridicule, "I took Charlie home purely because I pitied him for not having a mother’s care, and nothing else, so please, Mr. Hawke, don’t flatter yourself!"
The woman’s expression was calm, with a slight mockery in her candor.
She was once again saying he was being presumptuous.
Truly damaging to a man’s dignity!
Damon Hawke’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, one hand propped against the wall, the other long fingers pinching her chin.
"Am I really being presumptuous? Elly, are you really indifferent to me as CEO of Hawke Corporation?"
He didn’t believe it!
She could accept him as a gangster but feel nothing for him as a CEO?
"Mr. Hawke, step aside. I’m telling the truth,"
The man’s handsome face was close, carrying a hint of danger.
The pleasant scent of him lingered in the air, making Elara Don’s heartbeat quicken again.
She pushed against his chest, wanting to leave.
But the man’s chest was hard as a rock; no matter how she shoved it, he stood unmoved.
No, he moved.
Elara Don only felt a warmth on her lips...
It was as if a white light flashed through her mind, leaving her thoughts blank.
After a long moment, she suddenly snapped back to reality.
Stupid man, taking advantage of her again!
Elara Don barely stood straight and forcefully stomped on Damon Hawke’s foot.
A muffled grunt came, and Elara Don took advantage of his pain to push him away forcefully.
She then glared at him fiercely, blushing as she opened the fire escape door.
Damon Hawke’s gaze was deep; he rolled his sexy Adam’s apple, moving his foot that was hurt.
This woman, the strength of her foot was no joke.
Attempted murder of her own husband!
Up front, Elara Don took a deep breath, patting her flushed cheeks, and quickly walked to her door.
The door was slightly ajar; she pushed it open to see her eldest son standing at the entrance, blinking his big eyes at her.
"Mommy, your face is really red. Where’s Daddy?"
Ahem!
Somehow, a bit of embarrassment!
All his fault!