Hospital.
Damon Hawke sat by the bed, looking at Bea's pale little face on the hospital bed, her eyes tightly shut, full of pity.
Fortunately, his son was alright!
"My poor son, you've been through so much this time. Wake up soon, Mummy will always be by your side in the future."
Victoria Don stood nearby, pretending to wipe tears, showing a heartbroken expression.
Damon Hawke furrowed his brows, suppressed his temper, "There's nothing more for you here, you should leave."
He didn't plan to let Victoria Don continue to freely come and go from the villa like before.
This woman was too fake!
"Damon, even though I've done wrong before, I'm Charlie's biological mother. Let me stay by his side! I swear, I will love him truly from now on!"
Victoria Don feigned sincerity, weakly looking at Damon Hawke.
Damon Hawke's aura grew heavy, about to speak when his phone beeped.
He glanced at it and found it was a message from Elara Don.
Opening it, there was a sketch.
