Elara Don was thoroughly confused.
Yet another man wanting her to be a stepmother!
First it was Evan Miles, then Damon Hawke, now this rogue!
Is it her face that screams 'stepmother' or what?
Elara Don poked the spicy sour noodle just served by the waiter, chuckling dryly, "I told you, it's just pretending."
Damon Hawke didn't speak, he just looked at her deeply.
Elara Don felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze and quickly said, "Eat, eat quickly, this spicy sour noodle is the specialty here, it's really good!"
Damon Hawke curled the corner of his lips, not in a hurry.
His gaze fell on the bowl in front of him, looking at the red surface, his brows furrowed again.
What is this?
A whole layer of red oil, she ordered this for him?
"Mmm, it's really good. Why aren't you eating?"
Elara Don slurped the spicy sour noodle, took another bite of skewered meat, looking completely satisfied.
