Evan Miles is a gentleman, but he's also a proud man.
Her past impurity will be etched in his heart for a lifetime.
Even if he says it's all in the past now, she can't guarantee that if they really end up together in the future, one day, during a quarrel over some trivial matter, he won't bring it up to criticize her.
After all, not only does she have this impurity, but there's also Elara with her.
Seeing Elara grow up day by day, thinking that she is a child with another man, with his family background, and his proud nature, can he really not care about people whispering behind his back?
Based on her understanding of him, he won't not care!
So, in these past years, if it weren't for the presence of Sweetie, she thinks she would have tried hard to avoid him and not had any contact with him.
The woman's gaze is calm, showing no struggle or attachment.
Evan Miles feels his heart sinking bit by bit.
"It's not like that, Elly, have you forgotten how happy we once were? Even though I made mistakes, haven't I faced the consequences? Now, you're still single and Sweetie really likes you, why can't we start over?"
"Evan, I'll say it again, it's impossible for us. If you insist, don't blame me for being heartless and not letting you see Sweetie."
Elara Don hardened her heart, stating her position clearly.
Evan Miles was suddenly stunned, a flash of pain in his eyes.
She's still the same her, gentle on the outside but stubborn inside.
Once she makes up her mind, it's hard to change it.
Does he really not have a chance anymore?
Evan Miles sighed despondently, "I understand, don't stop me from seeing Sweetie. I'll control my feelings and only consider you a regular friend, Sweetie's godmother."
Thankfully, they can still interact because of Sweetie's presence.
He is unwilling!
"I'm sorry."
Elara Don looked at Evan Miles' disappointed expression, feeling apologetic.
What he wants is not just these two words.
What he wants is her affection!
Evan Miles glanced at her, shook his head with a bitter smile.
Thinking of something, he tentatively asked, "Elly, have you fallen for Damon Hawke? Don't forget, he has a girlfriend."
Damon Hawke is exceptional, and he even made a point to send her home tonight.
Could it be that the two of them...
"That arrogant narcissist, how could I possibly fall for him?"
Elara Don laughed, then straightened her face and said, "I will never get married again in this life. Having Elara is enough for me."
Moreover, finding another child is her priority.
Men are not in her consideration.
She won't ever get married again!
This way, it's good!
By her side, there's only him who is the closest man to her.
Evan Miles suddenly understood, "It's getting late, Elara is probably anxious waiting at home, you should go upstairs. Tomorrow is the start of Elara's kindergarten, I'll come pick you up in the morning."
"No need, we can go by ourselves."
"Elly, since we're friends, don't be so distant with me! Sweetie's registering for preschool too, it's just on the way."
Evan Miles made the decision without giving her a chance to refuse, then got into the car and left.
Elara Don curved her lips into a smile, took a long breath, and turned to go upstairs.
But she couldn't help if it was just her imagination, she vaguely felt a pair of eyes watching her from behind.
She stopped slightly, looked back and around.
The surroundings were quiet, no one was there.
Probably she's just being too sensitive.
Upstairs, Harry Soo was sitting on the sofa, one hand playing with a bottle, the other holding a phone, blinking his big eyes.
"Dominic Hawke, did you say you saw my mom at the company today? Did she recognize you?"
"I was wearing a mask, Aunt Charlotte didn't see my face."
On the other end of the phone, Dominic Hawke was in pajamas, sitting at a small desk, his little hand stroking a three-person illustration spread on the table.
"Hmph, if mom finds out you pretended to be me a couple of days ago, she wouldn't like you."
Harry Soo pouted, full of childish pride.
A hint of sadness flashed in Dominic Hawke's eyes, his little hand tightening around the illustration.
"Elara, I really like Aunt Charlotte, can't you give my dad another chance?"
If he becomes Aunt Charlotte's son, even if she knows he deceived her, she definitely wouldn't blame him anymore.
"No way! Your dad has a bad temper and poor judgment. If my mom becomes his wife, who knows she might be bullied to death by him!"
Elara refused flatly.
Dominic Hawke opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
How could dad have left such a bad impression on Elara!
"Hehe, Dominic Hawke, my mom's back! I'm not talking to you now, goodbye!"
Harry Soo quickly hung up the phone as he heard the door opening.
Through the screen, one could feel Harry Soo's genuine joy.
He too yearned for that happiness.
Dominic Hawke looked at the illustration of the three people on the table, his little mouth tightly pressed together.
On the other end, Harry Soo embraced Elara Don as she entered the house.
"Mommy, you're back."
"I'm back."
Elara Don smiled, patted the little guy's head, and leaned down to give him a kiss.
Harry Soo looked satisfied, holding her hand and sitting on the sofa, offering a glass of water he had poured in advance, "Mommy, did anyone bully you at work today?"
Elara Don felt her heart soften immensely, took a sip of water to moisten her throat, and replied with a smile, "No."
"Your fiery-tempered boss didn't give you a hard time either?"
Harry Soo's big eyes turned, snuggling up closer to Elara Don.
"No."
Elara Don's eyes twinkled, setting down the water glass, cupping the little guy's head and teasing, "Fiery-tempered boss? Elara, weren't you saying good things about him a couple of days ago, asking me to consider marrying him?"
Harry Soo: "..."
Dominic Hawke, that young master, had actually been acting as an intermediary behind his back!
Harry Soo's big eyes rolled cleverly, "Mommy, you're working so hard to earn money and raise Elara by yourself, if your boss is rich and treats you well, won't you consider having him help raise Elara?"
The big tyrant's family truly is wealthy.
If he treats mommy well, he might consider agreeing to Dominic Hawke's request.
"Nonsense! Mommy can raise you on her own!"
Elara Don pinched the little guy's nose, hugging him into her arms, feeling both softness and amusement.
The image of another little figure flashed through her mind, Elara Don's smile slightly fading.
That little figure, wanting her to be his mommy.
For some unknown reason, just thinking of him made her heart ache!
...
The next day.
Outside Blue Sky Kindergarten.
"Elara, at kindergarten, listen to the teachers, be helpful and loving to your classmates, and don't be naughty, okay?"
Elara Don helped the little guy tidy his clothes, carefully advising, afraid he wouldn't adapt to the kindergarten life back in his homeland.
"Mommy, relax! Little Elara is a darling who everyone loves."
Harry Soo spoke with pride.
"Yes! Elly, you have to trust Elara's adaptability, it's better than yours."
Evan Miles carried Sweetie out of the car, smiling as he reassured.
That's true.
Elara Don chuckled softly, holding her son's hand as they walked toward the kindergarten.
Since it's the first day of school, there were many vehicles on both sides.
Evan Miles with one arm held Sweetie, and with the other gently supported Elara Don, the four crossing the street together.
Not far away, a luxury car passed by.
The man inside had his eyes fixed on Evan Miles' hand resting on Elara Don's waist, his expression icy cold.