"Young Master, Miss Thorne."
Benny finally caught up, respectfully greeting the arriving Damon Hawke.
Damon Hawke nodded, his gaze falling on the little one who was crying, his brows habitually furrowing.
Since the little one became sensible, he rarely showed his emotions.
But now, the little one was actually crying?
How uncomfortable must he be?
"Damon, Charlie was just crying and calling out for mommy, he must be very uncomfortable."
Victoria Don hugged Harry Soo tightly, deliberately showing off in front of Damon Hawke.
"I didn't! I wasn't calling for you..."
Harry Soo wanted to argue, but the pain from his behind stopped his baby voice abruptly.
His gaze landed on Victoria Don's face, sensing the warning in her eyes, his little body couldn't help but shrink.
Waaa!
The vicious old auntie is so scary!
Even if he tells, would this makeshift dad believe him?
"Caught a cold? Feeling really bad?"
Seeing Harry Soo pouting with tearful eyes, Damon Hawke's dark eyes flashed with a trace of compassion, and he reached out to take Harry Soo from Victoria Don's hands.
The man's tone was gentle, holding him steadily in his arms, providing a comforting sense of security.
Harry Soo sniffed, staring dully at Damon Hawke's handsome face, feeling something inexplicable flowing in his heart.
The makeshift dad's embrace is so warm, so safe.
It made him feel a strength different from his fragile mommy.
Mainly, his face has a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to his own.
Making him inexplicably feel close right now.
Compared to the vicious old auntie, he much preferred being in his embrace!
Seeing Harry Soo not speaking, Damon Hawke wiped the little one's tears with his long fingers, then carried him with large strides to a familiar doctor's office.
Digestive Medicine.
"Doctor, what's actually wrong with my son?"
Elara Don held Dominic Hawke, urgently asking.
"As a mother, don't rush things. The child's stomach is weak, give him suitable food, don't force food on him just because you fear he'll be hungry, okay?"
The doctor handed over a note, warning Elara Don a few times.
Elara Don took the note, looking bewildered.
Did she force food on her son?
So the son is suffering from indigestion?
But she always fed Little Bea like this before!
"Bea, did you overeat today?"
Elara Don picked up the little one, asking as they walked.
"Sorry mommy, your cooking was too delicious, so I ate too much."
Dominic Hawke hugged Elara Don's neck, embarrassedly lowering his head.
His appetite is smaller than Bea's, but to avoid making Aunt Charlotte suspicious, he forced himself to eat the food and dishes she prepared.
Each time he ate, he felt full, and his stomach felt uncomfortable.
But seeing Aunt Charlotte's satisfied smile, he felt happy.
Just today, his stomach really felt unbearable.
He hadn't performed well!
"You child, what should mommy say about you?"
Why did she give birth to such a lovable son!
Elara Don laughed and cried, affectionately rubbing the little one's head.
On the other side.
Damon Hawke had a familiar doctor conduct a thorough examination for Harry Soo.
"Director Liu, is the child's current health okay?"
"No major issues, young master besides a slight cold, all other health indicators are normal."
The doctor replied respectfully.
"He bumped his head a couple of days ago, is that not an issue?"
Damon Hawke looked at Harry Soo, who languidly sprawled on Benny's shoulder, and asked.
"The scans look completely normal."
The doctor, still not reassured, checked the scans again, responding.
"Everything's normal? But his personality seems much livelier compared to before."
Damon Hawke's brows furrowed slightly, his dark eyes pensive.
"Mr. Hawke, sometimes kids get enlightened in a brief moment."
The doctor smiled, soothing with a word.
Damon Hawke's eyes moved slightly, nodding in agreement.
As long as the child is fine.
A change in personality isn't a bad thing.
Perhaps it was really that bump, revealing another side of his son.
...
Skyridge Apartments.
Dominic Hawke watched Elara Don busy in the kitchen, squeezed his little finger, walked to the coffee table, and picked up Elara Don's phone.
Why did Bea go to the hospital today?
Was it because he was too anxious, leading to illness?
His selfishness should have its limits.
Ultimately, he is not Aunt Charlotte's son!
Dominic Hawke's big eyes flashed dimly.
Then, as if making up his mind, he unlocked the phone with his little finger, and removed Bea's phone number from the blacklist.
They ought to swap back now!
His little fingers pressed the number, soon the line transmitted Harry Soo's excited yet doubtful voice.
"Is it mommy?"
"Aunt Charlotte is cooking, I'm Dominic Hawke."
Dominic Hawke clutched the phone, speaking in his baby voice.
"Dominic Hawke, you're annoying! Let my mommy talk!"
On the other end, Harry Soo hopped around in his nursery, urgently.
"Sorry, Bea, I was too selfish, we'll swap back tomorrow."
Dominic Hawke's eyes slightly lowered, thinking that tomorrow he wouldn't see Elara Don, his fingers tightened.
"Hmph, at least you have a bit of conscience."
Listening to the hint of unhappiness in Dominic Hawke's voice, Harry Soo softly huffed, his big eyes blinking.
"Dominic Hawke, I know why you don't want to swap back with me, does your mommy usually always mistreat you? You don't like her, do you?"
Upon hearing this, Dominic Hawke softly responded, clutching the phone tighter.
"Such a despicable old aunt! Dominic Hawke, is she really your mommy? Is your daddy blind, how could he like her?"
Harry Soo touched his little butt, still feeling the pain like a needle had jabbed it.
"My daddy doesn't like her! Otherwise, why isn't my mommy living with us?"
Dominic Hawke's dark eyes sparkled, thinking of something, he quickly said, "Bea, my daddy is rich and handsome, why not let him marry Aunt Charlotte, so she can be both our mom, hmm?"
If so, then he could always live with Aunt Charlotte!
"Hmm! Though your daddy is rich, he's too fierce! Not suitable, not suitable!"
Harry Soo tilted his head, pondered a bit, and shook his head repeatedly.
"No, my daddy just looks fierce, but he's actually very good to those around him."
Dominic Hawke quickly added, "Bea, let's bring them together! As long as they're together, we can be brothers. Don't you want someone else to play with?"
"Well..."
Harry Soo scratched his little head, somewhat tempted.
"Aww, let's talk about it when we've swapped back."
Letting the tyrant be his father?
Seemingly, it's not impossible!
However, he'd follow mommy's decisions.
As long as mommy is happy, he'd be okay with it!
"Okay. Bea, tomorrow is Wednesday, I think my daddy will take you for therapy. Let's do this..."
The two little ones whispered, discussing events about swapping back tomorrow.