"No, you're the father of the children. If I show you a sour face every day, the children won't be happy."
Elara Don laughed dryly, trying to break free from Damon Hawke's embrace.
Damon held her tightly and whispered in her ear, "Is that so? Elly, you should know, if you marry me, the children will be even happier."
Once again, he wanted her to marry him. This man, could he stop pressuring her at every step?
Elara's eyes flickered slightly, leaving her speechless for a moment.
Seeing her silence, Damon feared she was upset and chose not to continue the topic.
He turned her head towards him, a smirk playing at his lips, "Tell me, what's going on?"
She would marry him eventually.
But for now, what he wanted to know most was why she was being so attentive towards him.
The man's dark eyes were deep, carrying an oppressive insight that could peer into one's soul.
Elara pressed her lips together and said, "Can you lift the ban on Victoria Don?"
