Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 339: From Now On, She Will Call the Shots in the Hawke Family
Elara Don felt warm inside when she heard the little one’s childish voice.
As she wondered how these two little ones would vent her anger, she heard a ripping sound.
It was the sound of fabric tearing.
Elara Don looked in the direction of the sound and saw Victoria Don standing up, the sound coming from beneath her.
Victoria Don was wearing white casual pants, so did her pants rip?
"Pfft! Auntie, you’re so shameless, how can you take off your pants in front of so many people?"
Bea covered her mouth and laughed.
"Brother, you need to be polite, don’t gloat, clearly this was forced upon Auntie." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Dominic Hawke scolded Bea with a serious tone.
"Hmph, indeed one shouldn’t do bad things. If she hadn’t tried to take Mom’s chair, she wouldn’t have embarrassed herself. This is the consequence of a cuckoo taking over a magpie’s nest."
Bea snorted coldly, watching Victoria Don frantically cover herself, her little face stern, just like Damon Hawke.
"Is it you two who put glue on the chair?"
Victoria Don was furious, glaring at the two little ones as if she was going to eat them.
"Auntie, you’re an adult, you should be more sensible than us. Which of your eyes saw us putting glue on the chair? This is slander."
Dominic Hawke had a stern face, looking cool and grown-up.
"You! You two!"
Victoria Don scanned the room, seeing The Hawthorne and servants watching with anticipation, making her tremble with rage.
She looked at Damon Hawke sitting with a furrowed brow and forced a few tears out.
"Tom, they’re bullying me."
Damon Hawke’s head started to ache again.
He looked up at her, seeing the tears in her eyes, his heart uncontrollably hurting.
His hand involuntarily rose to wipe her tears.
"Don’t cry."
"Tom, people here don’t welcome me, let’s leave and go home."
Victoria Don urged him.
Damon Hawke moved his lips, instinctively wanting to agree.
Just then, Elder Hawthorne slammed his chopsticks onto the table.
"Shut up, dare take Damon away and see what happens?"
"I’ll take him away, what can you do about it?"
Victoria Don raised her chin and sneered coldly.
"You!"
Elder Hawthorne choked, his chest heaving with anger.
Elara Don fixed her gaze on Damon Hawke who was rubbing his temples, her fingers slightly curling.
She vaguely saw a clue.
It seemed that whenever Victoria Don cried, Damon Hawke was defenseless against her.
What kind of spell did Victoria Don cast on Damon Hawke?
Elara Don lightly pursed her lips, whispering something in Bea’s ear.
Bea’s eyes rolled, she slid off her chair and approached Damon Hawke, tugging at him.
"Daddy, lower your head, I want to talk to you."
Damon Hawke glanced at him and slowly lowered his head.
Bea grinned and covered his eyes with her little hands.
"Daddy, don’t use your eyes, use your heart to think, whose words should you follow?"
In the pitch-black darkness, Damon Hawke raised his eyebrows, inexplicably wanting to obey.
Elara Don signaled Dominic Hawke to cover Damon Hawke’s ears.
Dominic Hawke nodded and came to Bea’s side to cover Damon Hawke’s ears.
Is this making him neither look nor listen?
Damon Hawke’s world seemed to plunge into darkness, but the dull pain in his heart began to fade.
Seeing Damon Hawke did not oppose the childish behavior of the two little ones, Elara Don smiled slightly.
This must be the bond of blood!
She had noticed early on that Damon Hawke was close to the two little ones.
That’s why she thought of having the two little ones perform such childish acts.
Because she couldn’t let Victoria Don take Damon Hawke away with tears and words.
"You all, help Damon upstairs to rest."
Elara Don signaled to a few servants nearby.
The servants understood, some carried the two little ones, others helped Damon Hawke upstairs.
Damon Hawke couldn’t see, but he could still hear a little.
His brow furrowed hesitantly.
"Daddy, your face doesn’t look good, we’ll go upstairs with you to rest."
Bea sensed Damon Hawke’s eyelids moving and quickly spoke.
Damon Hawke hesitated for a moment but was ultimately led upstairs by the servants.
"Tom, you..."
Victoria Don was still covering herself, seeing Damon Hawke being taken upstairs, she raised her voice.
"Shut up."
Elara Don shouted sharply.
The sudden voice startled Victoria Don into silence.
Elara Don stood up, her beautiful almond eyes staring at Victoria Don, showing a sharp look.
"Victoria Don, don’t think we can’t handle you? Even a strong dragon can’t suppress the snake in its nest, you’d better weigh your position and decide whether to misbehave here."
The woman’s gaze was cold and dark, her aura fully manifesting.
Victoria Don’s expression changed dramatically, realizing she was intimidated by Elara Don.
Instantly, anger flared within her.
"Elara Don, who do you think you are? Dare to talk to me like this? Damon listens to me now, I can take him away!"
"Is that so? Then feel free to try if you can step out that door."
Not waiting for Elara Don to speak, Vinny Hawke interrupted.
The servants present stood tall, appearing ready for action.
Victoria Don’s expression varied, suddenly revealing a strange smile.
"What, do you want to kill me? Go ahead, try it, and see that if you kill me, whether Damon Hawke can live or not!"
Upon hearing this, Andrew King abruptly stood up, rushed to her, and grabbed her neck.
"What exactly did you do to Tom!"
The feeling of suffocation hit, Victoria Don could neither defend herself nor retaliate, she frantically slapped Andrew King’s hand, "Let go."
"Speak, what did you do to Damon!"
Andrew King gritted his teeth, tightening his grip.
As Victoria Don’s face turned blue and red from the choke, Elara Don from her spot observing coldly finally spoke: "Mr. King, Damon returned safely, let’s not rush, don’t let her really die."
Dealing with Victoria Don couldn’t be hurried.
Killing her was a minor issue, but if Damon Hawke was truly affected, what then?
They must first understand the cause and effect.
Andrew King’s grip gradually loosened, and he pushed Victoria Don away in disgust.
Victoria Don, unable to stand steadily, fell to the ground, clutching her neck and coughing violently.
Elara Don looked down at her, after a while, commanded the servants.
"Visitors are guests, arrange a room for her, don’t neglect our guest."
"Yes."
The servants responded in unison.
The woman’s aura was strong, like the mistress of the Hawke Family.
Victoria Don was helped up by the servants, glaring at Elara Don with hatred.
"Elara Don, don’t act like you’re in charge, when did the Hawke Family let you call the shots?"
Elara Don looked at her, about to speak, when Vinny Hawke interjected.
"The Hawke Family will be under her command in the future."
The Hawke Family will be under her command in the future!
This was an indirect acknowledgment of Elara Don’s status in the Hawke Family.
Acknowledging her as the Hawke Family’s daughter-in-law.
Elara Don looked at Vinny Hawke, meeting her gentle gaze, causing a sudden sour feeling in her nose.
She knew Vinny Hawke truly accepted her.
She was recognized by the future mother-in-law!
What an exhilarating thing!
If Damon Hawke returned to his former self, that would be perfect!
