Chapter 3 Damion Wants Bethany to Be His Mother
Chapter 3 Damion Wants Bethany to Be His Mother
Chapter 3 Damion Wants Bethany to Be His Mother
Inside the conference room of Zavala Group.
After answering the phone, Raymond exuded an oppressive and terrifying aura, and his gaze was like
the ever-lasting ice, cold and horrifying.
"What do you mean by Damion is missing?" Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
Although they were not talking face-to-face, his thrilling tone made his assistant, Morgan Cooper, shiver
at the other end of the phone.
"After Mr. Damion's follow-up, he said to me that he wanted to go to the toilet, and then he
disappeared..."
Today's meeting was very important, so Raymond couldn't get away. That was why he asked Morgan
to take Damion to the hospital for the follow-up. However, he hadn't expected such a thing to happen.
"You're really a waste!" Raymond angrily scolded, "Check all the surveillance records at Humanity
Hospital. I'll be there soon!"
"Yes, Mr. Zavala."
Raymond rushed to Humanity Hospital as fast as he could. After speeding up the surveillance records,
Morgan finally found Damion's figure.
"Mr. Zavala, I found Mr. Damion in the surveillance records!" Morgan reported hurriedly as he saw
Raymond enter, "Mr. Damion was taken away by a woman who walked out of the toilet. I have already
called the police!"
Raymond glared coldly at Bethany in the surveillance records, and his gaze turned fierce.
He thought, "How dare she touch my son?
I'll make her pay!"
Meanwhile, Damion, who followed Bethany out of the hospital, was finally relieved after he repeatedly
confirmed that Morgan had not followed him. Afraid of being seen through, he immediately took
Bethany's hand and said, "Beth, I'm hungry."
Hearing that, Bethany thought, "Hungry?
Did he run out without eating?"
Then she asked, "What do you want to eat?"
This question silenced Damion because his diet was controlled by Raymond in person. His recipes
were specially written by a dietitian, and he could not choose what to eat every day.
"I'm okay with whatever you take me to eat." Though it was the first time he had seen Bethany, Damion
felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and security.
"OK, the ravioli in Parkville is delicious. Let's go eat it, shall we?" Bethany had loved it since she was a
child, and she missed it after being away from Parkville for so long.
"Okay!"
Bethany took him to a small ravioli restaurant. It was Damion's first time eating ravioli. After his first
taste, he found it more delicious than the delicacies his father had fed him.
"Eat slowly. No one is competing with you," said Bethany gently. Then she couldn't help but rebuke,
"Even if you're smart, you're just a kid. You are new to Parkville, so it is dangerous for you to run out
alone. I have to call Ainsley. She must be very anxious after knowing that you're missing."
Seeing Bethany about to make a phone call, Damion quickly stopped her and said, "She knows I'm not
home. Beth, do not blame anyone else. It's my fault. Don't be angry."
Hearing that, Bethany thought in confusion, "What's wrong with him?
He's so strange.
Why would he have such a good attitude today?"
Bethany put down her phone and said, "I'm not angry. Just continue eating. If you like it, eat more. I'll
make it at home for you and Shayla after I learn it."
"Thank you, Beth."
While eating, Damion kept looking at Bethany. At the same time, he thought with doubt, "Why hasn't
she realized that I'm not her son after so long?
Is it because I look like her son very much? Or is it because she, just like me, has a personality
disorder and occasional hallucinations?
No matter what, she is really gentle. I like such a kind of mommy!"
After Damion had finished eating, Bethany wiped his mouth for him and then walked out of the
restaurant holding his hand. Unexpectedly, a group of uniformed men rushed over. Without a word,
they grabbed her hands and pressed them behind her back, making her unable to move at all.
"We suspect you of abducting the boy. Please come with us!"
Bethany's mind went blank when she heard that. She thought, "Abducting? I just had a meal with my
son. How could that be called abducting?"
She hurriedly explained, "Officer, there must be some misunderstanding. He's my son!"
"If you have anything to say, say it at the police station!" The police officer directly pushed Bethany into
a police car, and Damion was also startled. He hurriedly ran to the car and shouted, "Let go of her.
She's my mommy!"
However, no one heard him. As the Rolls-Royce approached, the police car also sped out. Before
Damion could say anything more, a tall figure had already enveloped his small body.
Raymond took Damion into the car, and before Damion could speak, he rebuked him, "Damion Zavala,
what have I told you? How could you go with a stranger?"
In the surveillance records, Raymond saw Damion obediently being led out of the hospital by a woman,
and he was startled. He had thought that the woman had given Damion some ecstasy, but Damion's
sober state proved him wrong.
"Talk to me!" Seeing Damion not speak, Raymond became even angrier.
"Because I don't want to see that woman," Damion murmured with his head down.
Aria Shepard, Damion's legal mother, would come back today. As a result, Damion could see her when
he went back home after a follow-up at the hospital. However, he didn't want to see her at all.
"She's your mommy," emphasized Raymond.
"She's not."
"She is!"
"I said she's not!" Damion's emotions gradually turned excited. "If she's really my mommy, why is she
afraid of me? Why does she hide from me every night as if I were a plague? She doesn't love me at all.
Her kindness to me is only to please you. You and Grandma like her, but I just don't!"
Damion's words made Raymond feel like a lump in his throat, and he was afraid that forcing Damion
would stimulate his illness, so he could only make a concession.
He took out his phone, dialed Aria's number, and said coldly, "Damion is not in a good mood today.
Don't come back for now."
After saying that, Raymond hung up and then looked over at Damion. His gaze softened, and he
asked, "Is that okay?"
Damion remained silent and looked at him innocently with his slightly moist eyes.
"Even if you really don't like her, you shouldn't have gone with a strange woman. Do you know how
worried I was when I was told that you were missing?" Raymond took Damion's hand and soothed his
mood.
"Because she's like my mommy." Damion looked at Raymond even more innocently as he pleaded,
"Daddy, she's really not a child trafficker. Ask the police to let her go and don't hurt her."
Damion's brief words gave Raymond a great shock. He thought, "Since Damion was born, he has
never been close to anyone apart from me, not even his grandmother and Aria, let alone strangers.
Why would he like a strange woman?"
He could only say, "Go home with me and take the medicine obediently, then I'll let her go, okay?"
Damion nodded. "You must keep your word as an adult."
"Definitely!"
...
Bethany, who was taken back to the police station, felt extremely aggrieved and helpless at the police's
harsh questioning.
"His name is Tyrone, and he is really my son. I can prove it!" Bethany turned on her phone and showed
some photos to the police.
There were many photos of her with Tyrone and Shayla inside her phone, and the police were stunned
at them.
"You can have a technical appraisal. The photos are real. If you still do not believe me, you can go
straight for a DNA test. I'm really not a child trafficker!" Bethany had explained it a thousand times on
the way, and her voice had even grown hoarse. She thought in helplessness, "Why do they just not
believe me? We're really mother and son!"
After a technical appraisal of the photos, the police were once again confused and looked up and down
at Bethany.
They thought coincidentally, "Everyone knows that Mr. Zavala has a son, but the mother of the child is
a mystery. Rumor has it that Raymond and Aria have long been secretly married, but due to their
status, it has not been officially announced.
Isn't the child's mother Aria?
Well, the relationships among wealthy people are really complicated..."