Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 72: Damon Is My Little Uncle

Elara Don looked at Cole Hawke, "And you are?"

The man in front of her was dressed casually, with a bright smile and an elegant demeanor!

But she really couldn’t remember who he was.

"Don’t remember?"

Cole Hawke chuckled softly, "That’s right! I used to be as round as a ball, no wonder you don’t remember."

In his youth, he suffered from a blood disease that caused weight gain due to prolonged hormone medication.

As a result, he was often ridiculed at school.

Now that his illness was cured, his body naturally slimmed down.

Seeing Elara Don still puzzled, Cole Hawke reminded her, "Seven years ago at night, I got into a fight and was beaten black and blue. You accompanied me to the hospital and registered me."

Back then, he was in his sophomore year, in the rebellious phase of adolescence.

He was ridiculed by older students, which triggered his long-suppressed emotions, leading to a showdown with them in an alley.

Despite his size, he was frail and not their match, ending up battered lying on the ground.

Elara Don happened to pass by and instead of being scared away, she struggled to help him into a taxi and took him to the hospital.

Even after years, he still vividly remembered the light sweet scent from her as she supported his heavy body.

And he forever remembered her uniquely beautiful face.

The student ID she left behind had her name and photo.

Elara Don - her name had been deeply etched in his mind since that night.

He originally intended to find her and thank her face-to-face once the swelling on his face subsided.

But two days later, his parents sent him abroad for treatment, and he hadn’t seen her since.

Only her student ID remained by his side, accompanying him day and night.

"I seem to recall something like that. When I got home that day, I found my uniform was covered in blood and took forever to clean."

Elara Don suddenly realized, looking him up and down, "Times change, you are completely different now, who could recognize you?"

Back then, she was a freshman, on her way to buy study materials.

The boy, heavy-set and bloodied, lay on the ground gasping for breath.

She took him to the hospital, registered him, and left quickly, never getting a clear look at him.

"Indeed, do I look more handsome now?"

Cole Hawke teased, his long almond-shaped eyes full of amusement.

"More than a bit, you’re overly handsome now!"

Elara Don laughed, praising honestly.

It was the truth.

His features bore some resemblance to Damon Hawke, notably handsome.

But Damon Hawke’s good looks had a more aggressive edge.

With an innate cool arrogance, his presence was impossible to ignore, making one think twice before acting rashly.

His relationship with Damon Hawke is...

"Ahem, Elly, hearing your praise, I might stay up excitedly tonight!"

Cole Hawke lightly tapped his mouth with a fist, his eyes filled with humor.

"That’s an exaggeration, I’m just speaking the truth."

Elara Don chuckled, feeling the gaze across from her particularly intense.

Damon Hawke, was staring at her like he wanted to eat her, why was he looking at her that way?

Did she say something wrong?

The air around Damon Hawke had already dropped significantly.

Especially upon hearing Elara praise Cole Hawke, his aura darkened further.

Some people liked sticking their nose where it didn’t belong since childhood!

Cole Hawke looked quite handsome?

Compared to him?

Of course, Cole Hawke also felt the cold emanating from the person beside him.

His lips curled, "Elly, let me formally introduce myself again: I’m Cole Hawke, Damon is my uncle. The little friend beside you is..."

What could the relation between Damon Hawke and Elara Don be?

It better not be what he’s thinking!

"Pfft! Ahem!"

Damon Hawke is Cole Hawke’s uncle?

Someone’s status is as high as they seem lofty!

On hearing Cole Hawke’s introduction, Elara Don nearly sputtered out her soup.

"Mommy, here’s a napkin."

Dominic Hawke promptly handed a tissue to Elara Don, his little hands patting her back.

Elara Don gratefully smiled, wiping the soup from her mouth, "Bea, call him Uncle. Mr. Hawke, this is my son Harry Soo, nickname Bea."

Dominic Hawke glanced at Cole Hawke, his dark eyes sparkling.

This was Arthur brother!

Not Uncle!

He’d see him at festivals every year!

"Bea, call him brother."

Damon Hawke elegantly wiped his mouth, his voice deep.

Someone really should get their status straight.

Don’t misaddress!

"Brother."

Dominic Hawke obediently called out.

"Hello Bea."

Cole Hawke looked at Dominic Hawke, then his gaze fell on Elara Don, deliberately probing, "Elly, you’re married? So Bea’s dad isn’t my uncle, right?"

One sentence nearly made Elara bite her tongue.

She hurriedly swallowed her food, "No, we..."

"Arthur brother, Uncle Hawke is pursuing my mommy; he’ll be my dad later."

Dominic Hawke unexpectedly piped up.

The adults’ gazes unanimously turned to him, his dark eyes sparkling, slightly lowering his head.

He hadn’t said anything wrong.

He already considered himself his dad’s son!

"Bea’s right. He will be my son later."

Damon Hawke looked at the little fellow, his lips curling with satisfaction.

A worthy little assistant, knowing how to curry favor!

"Oh! Elly, so you and my uncle..."

"No, I am just a perfumer at Hawke Group, merely a subordinate to Mr. Hawke!"

Elara Don interrupted Cole’s words, hurriedly changing the topic, "Mr. Hawke, have you eaten? If not, I’ll have the waiter bring another set of cutlery."

What does he mean Bea is his son?

Some people, could they not speak on their own accord?

"No, I’ve made an appointment and must leave."

Cole Hawke stood up, "Elly, so you’re a perfumer now at the Group? Let’s meet again someday." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

She denied it!

It seems her relationship with Damon hasn’t reached that point!

Does he still have a chance!

There’s one more thing he must clarify first!

Cole Hawke greeted Damon Hawke, whose expression wasn’t pleasant, and took another deep look at Elara Don, exiting the room.

That child looked identical to Charlie.

What’s really going on here?

Inside, Elara saw both had almost finished eating, so she put down her chopsticks.

"Mr. Hawke, thank you for taking the time today to accompany Bea to the amusement park. This meal’s on me."

On hearing this, Damon Hawke’s face, already displeased, darkened even further.

What a troublesome stubborn girl!

Why insist on disentangling their relationship?

"Mommy, you need to save for Little Bea, you shouldn’t spend recklessly. Besides, Uncle Hawke is a man, it’s only right for a man to pay."

Dominic Hawke grasped Elara’s hand as she stood, speaking earnestly.

Elara Don: "..."

This child, did he have to take advantage so boldly?

Everything she said to him at the washroom, was it just wind at his ears?

"Bea’s right, I don’t like sponging off others."

With long fingers, Damon Hawke pulled out a card and placed it on the table, his dark eyes glancing at Elara, "Of course, if you marry me, the money will be yours to manage, I’ll be more than willing to be a kept man!"

Elara Don: "..."