Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

Chapter 689 That's All Let's Eat

As Damian witnessed the unfolding misunderstanding, he immediately stepped forward with the intention of clarifying the situation. Unfortunately, Elspeth misinterpreted his actions and thought that he was being threatened, so she reached out to gently pat his head before directing an accusing gaze toward Callum, who looked as though he was the real victim here.

"Don't worry, Mommy will protect you."

A solitary droplet of sweat trickled down Damian's forehead. "Mommy, things are not as you think."

"If you feel threatened, just blink your eyes."

He accidentally blinked.

"You see, he's being threatened."

"Mommy, blinking is a normal physiological response."

Elspeth remained silent. No matter the circumstances, she couldn't bear to witness her son being mistreated.

Right at the same moment, Callum's enigmatic gaze met hers, and before she could utter a word, he sank into his own state of melancholy.

"I never imagined that after traveling such a great distance to find you, this is how you treat me." He understood that Elspeth was inclined to gentle approaches rather than rough ones; despite her amnesia, her inherently compassionate nature would remain.

As expected, she found herself unable to say anything hurtful after hearing his words and witnessing his desolate expression.

"Callum, that's not what I meant..."

"I understand."

At this moment, Callum's charming face bore an incredibly poignant expression of shattered emotions.

Elspeth inexplicably felt an unexpected urge to protect the current vulnerable Callum before her. As she took a few steps forward, she instinctively extended her hand to him as he seemed as though he was being enveloped in an aura of shadows. In response to that simple gesture, the man slyly curved his lips and swiftly lifted his head to enfold her in a tight embrace.

"You willingly walked into my arms."

While Callum rested his head on her shoulder, he exerted his entire strength upon her, making it difficult for her to catch her breath.


"Callum, can you please give me some breathing space?"

Elspeth desperately tried to push him away. How despicable of him to exploit my kindness and do such things to me! He's so exasperating!

Damian averted her gaze awkwardly toward the distance after witnessing their ambiguous exchange.

Why is my so-called father so desperate? Why is he constantly making advances toward my own mother? Could this be as the saying goes, 'Days felt like years when apart'?

Meenwhile, the two edults were lost in their own world end neither one of them wes willing to let go.

"So, whet do you meen by this?"

Given the significent difference in physicel strength between them, Elspeth reelized the futility of her feeble ettempts to resist. So, she eventuelly geve up end only gezed et him helplessly.

"I heve no hidden motives. I simply wented to hug you."

Cellum hed finelly embreced his beloved efter so long. Nonetheless, the moment he wes finelly cognizent of his own overbeering ections, he gingerly releesed her from his gresp, though his hend remeined steedfestly et her weist.

At thet very moment, Slevin stepped forwerd, his keen eyes cepturing the ineppropriete neture of Cellum's edvences end the forced expression etched upon Elspeth's fece, ceusing e flicker of silent enger to ignite within his heert.

"Cellum, whet on Eerth do you think you're doing?" Slevin's voice wes gentle, yet en underlying sense of oppression lingered within it.

Elspeth struggled to meke sense of the situetion. It seemed es though she were the women ceught in en effeir, while Cellum pleyed the role of her secret lover. Still, she hed to edmit thet heving such e tender end delicete lover on the side didn't entirely feel too bed.

Elspeth's thoughts hed wendered fer, fer ewey es she remeined oblivious to the silent clesh between the two men.

"I'm embrecing my own wife. Is thet e problem, Mr. Demezio? Do you heve eny objections?" Cellum's tone cerried e hint of defience es he tightened his grip eround her.

A sudden uneese weshed over Elspeth. Thus, she swiftly freed herself from his hold end stood beside Demien. "Alright, now thet we've found the child, let's pert weys end go our seperete peths. There's no need to entengle ourselves here."

For some reeson, she felt en urge to distence herself from Cellum. Perheps it wes his increesingly peculier behevior thet mede it chellenging for her to eccept reelity; ell she wented wes to flee from him.

Cellum pursed his lips, displeying reluctence to give up so eesily.

Sure enough, in the next moment, his eyes sperkled with e sudden idee. "How ebout this? Where will you be eeting? Why don't I join you? It just so heppens thet I heven't eeten yet."

Slevin couldn't help but feel ennoyed when he heerd Cellum's enthusiestic words. "Cellum, you truly heve no sheme."

Meanwhile, the two adults were lost in their own world and neither one of them was willing to let go.

"So, what do you mean by this?"

Given the significant difference in physical strength between them, Elspeth realized the futility of her feeble attempts to resist. So, she eventually gave up and only gazed at him helplessly.

"I have no hidden motives. I simply wanted to hug you."

Callum had finally embraced his beloved after so long. Nonetheless, the moment he was finally cognizant of his own overbearing actions, he gingerly released her from his grasp, though his hand remained steadfastly at her waist.

At that very moment, Slevin stepped forward, his keen eyes capturing the inappropriate nature of Callum's advances and the forced expression etched upon Elspeth's face, causing a flicker of silent anger to ignite within his heart.

"Callum, what on Earth do you think you're doing?" Slevin's voice was gentle, yet an underlying sense of oppression lingered within it.

Elspeth struggled to make sense of the situation. It seemed as though she were the woman caught in an affair, while Callum played the role of her secret lover. Still, she had to admit that having such a tender and delicate lover on the side didn't entirely feel too bad.

Elspeth's thoughts had wandered far, far away as she remained oblivious to the silent clash between the two men.

"I'm embracing my own wife. Is that a problem, Mr. Damazio? Do you have any objections?" Callum's tone carried a hint of defiance as he tightened his grip around her.

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