The two little ones exchanged a glance and ran towards Elara Don.
"Mommy, who is he?"
Dominic Hawke looked at Damon Hawke, his face full of vigilance.
"You silly kids, don't you even recognize your own father?"
Elara Don suppressed the turmoil in her heart and smiled slightly.
"Is he really our dad? Isn't he just another impostor?"
Dominic Hawke's little face remained cool and stern.
"Yeah, our dad would never say nonsense like that, claiming a wicked woman is the one he loves most! Clearly, the woman he loves most is you."
Bea chimed in seriously.
Damon Hawke stared at the two little beans, raising his eyebrows.
Their resemblance to himself was undeniable, they should be his sons.
Their protective stance towards their mother was quite amusing.
But, was Elara Don the woman he loved most?
That couldn't be right!
She was the one he hated the most!
