Hearing Bea's words, Damon Hawke raised an eyebrow, a slight smile tugging at his lips.
"Mm, don't worry, Daddy won't let her be your mommy. If we have to choose, we'll find someone you like to be your mommy."
Has the little guy regained his memory?
Then does he still remember who he wanted as his mommy back then?
"Alright, alright, everything's fine now. You all hurry up and leave, don't disturb Charlie so he can rest well."
Madam Hawke felt sorry for the little guy and started to shoo people away.
Damon Hawke looked at the little guy's lively eyes, the corners of his lips curled up.
Fortunately, the little guy's memory has returned, but he hasn't returned to his previously dull state.
Hopefully, he will remain this lively.
"Damon, come with me."
Vinny Hawke glanced at Damon Hawke, his expression not looking good.
Damon Hawke obediently followed him out.
