Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 9 They Both Mistook the Son

Caspian missing?

Alaric rushed to his bedroom, witnessing sheets trailing from the bed to the downstairs window. Had Caspian risked a leap from the second floor to follow the Galatea? "Search!" commanded Alaric. "I want everyone on this!"

Galatea had just left; Caspian couldn't have gone far.

Meanwhile, Harry, who had been hiding in the bushes, only emerged when all was quiet. His mother and the man-where had they gone?

As Harry stepped out, preparing to call his mother, an overjoyed voice erupted behind him, "Mr. Knight, we found Caspian!"

Before Harry could react, a flurry of maids rushed towards him. He was baffled.

Are they talking about me, Caspian?

"Caspian, this is completely unacceptable!" Alaric approached with a stern look, scolding him firmly.

Harry's eyes widened in confusion.

"Caspian, you can't just run off like that; it's too dangerous!" Liona, having found an empty bedroom, was equally terrified. "You can't go wandering off again."

"Are you looking for me?" Harry was even more puzzled.

"Of course, we're looking for you, Caspian," said Liona, examining his outfit. "When did you get these clothes? I've never seen them before."

this to run away from

"I'm not Caspian. I don't know you. I need to get home to

to leave but hadn't taken more than a couple of steps when the tall man scooped him up in

aren't you?" Alaric was furious, yet fearing he might provoke a health crisis in Caspian, he swallowed his anger and said, "How many times do

talking about? I don't understand,"

say things like that; you're going to break my heart,"

wealthy and handsome man be his dad? No, it might be he was searching for his runaway son and now mistook Harry for his own son. That was Harry's quick

he

him back to

palace or something?" Harry asked

him down on a couch and crouched before him, his gaze softening. "Caspian, whatever happens, you must never run away

seemed to recall hearing that name just

look in his eyes, so he hurriedly reached out to feel Harry's forehead. Was he feverish, or was this a relapse of some sort? Why was

scare me. What's

worried, Harry realized he needed to play along to avoid suspicion, so he improvised, "When I ran off earlier, I hit my head. Now, some things are a little

visible anxiety, and he quickly instructed Liona, "Get Cormac and the doctors, all of them,

the order given, Liona set off to make calls while Harry

this world are truly strange - mistaking someone for your son. So, if he's mistaken

that moment, the real Caspian was dragging Galatea along in a sprint until she could

secret?" Galatea pressed, catching the panic in his

she was onto him, Caspian broke out in a nervous sweat, then quickly insisted, "I haven't caused any trouble; I'm just really hungry. Remember last time, Mom, you said you'd make me

Caspian nodded resolutely.

with a sigh, they hailed

lively energy that Harry hadn't even experienced during his