Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 71 Exposed!

"Dad, are you takingto see Mom?" Harry asked Alaric with a timid look.

"Yeah, you like her a lot, right?" Alaric returned Harry's gaze and asked, "Il was wrong to keep you from seeing

her before. From now on, you can see her whenever you want. Isn't that great?" Seeing Harry's worried

expression, Alaric asked, "What's wrong, Caspian? You're going to see your favorite person. Why aren't you

happy?"

Harry remained silent.

Alaric had a suspicion of why, so he pulled the car over to the side of the road, turned to face Harry, and just

looked at him, which really made Harry uneasy. "Dad, why did you stop the car?"

"Let's talk," Alaric admitted, "I've been too busy to have heart-to-hearts with you, and | don't know many of your

thoughts. I've reflected on this. | can't always make you do things my way. | want to respect your opinions." This

sudden change in approach caught Harry off guard.

"Dad, you're doing great, especially lately," Harry said, managing only to speak well of him now, "I've been a bit

rebellious, and you've been very understanding." "What else?" Alaric prompted.

"And your cooking skills are amazing! The meals you make are delicious, appealing in every sense..."

"When you're with Galatea, does she call you Caspian or Harry?" Alaric suddenly interrupted Harry, asking the

question.

Had he really been exposed?

Seeing Harry's startled and bewildered expression, Alaric couldn't help but laugh triumphantly and asked, "She

calls you Harry, right?"

At the mention of that, Harry's mind buzzed, but something inside him insisted, 'Stay cool, you have to stay

cool!"

"Dad, how did you know?" Harry immediately played dumb.

"She mistook you for her own son, didn't she?"

Hearing Alaric's words, it seemed he only knew about the mix-up with Harry being mistaken for Caspian, and it

didn't look like he was aware of the switch.

"I don't know. All | know is she calledHarry the first twe met, and then she askedto call her mom, so

| did," Harry began weaving his narrative, "You know, Dad, even though | have a mom, it's like not having one at

all. How could I resist such a gentle mother?"

"So, you never told her you're not Harry, but my son, Caspian?"

"No." Harry shook his head, "If she callsHarry, then I'm Harry. | didn't say anything else."

Since Alaric is still unaware of the switch between him and Caspian, Harry plays innocent. "Have you met

Galatea's son?"

"Of course not!" Harry asserted confidently, "How could an imposter dare to meet the real deal?"

Hearing this, Alaric actually chuckled, tapped Harry's head, and said, "So, you do know you're an imposter. But

do you realize you're lying?"

"Well, it's not all my fault," Harry pleaded, playing the victim, "First off, it was her who got her sons mixed up, not

me. | just went along with it and made her happy. Isn't that so?"

"Smooth talker," Alaric remarked but couldn't help but tap Harry's head again, "You've deceived her and me,

making me..."

"Making you what?" Harry asked, puzzled.

Alaric had completely misunderstood Galatea, thinking she was a woman full of lies who used various means to

ingratiate herself with Caspian in hopes of advancement, a calculating and insincere person. Harry just looked

straight at Alaric. He was not Caspian, and until their identities were switched back, he couldn't let Alaric get

carried away.

"Dad," Harry clung to Alaric's arm, cooing, "you must not tell mom I'm Caspian, not Harry. If you do, I'll never see

her again as her fake son."

"So, you plan to keep lying?"

"It's a harmless white lie. She's happy, I'm happy," Harry explained.

"Rationalizing," Alaric retorted.

"Please, Dad, don't say anything," Alaric was met with Harry's relentless pleading as the latter realized his father

wasn't agreeing. "I've already cclean with you. Can't you just keep my secret, please?" Alaric remained

silent, then lapsed into deep thought, expressing his disbelief, "Can there really be two kids in the world who are

almost identical?"

To think that Caspian had impersonated Harry to meet with Galatea several times without her noticing-wasn't

that just too fantastical?

"It's fate," Harry said. "With billions of people in the world, isn't it normal for a few to look alike?"

Fate? Could something like this really be chalked up to nothing more than fate?

"Caspian," Alaric questioned again, "during your several meetings with Galatea, did you two talk a lot?"

"Quite a bit..."

"Did she ever tell you who Harry and Elisa's father is?" Alaric had asked Elisa before, and she said she didn't

know.

"I don't know. | didn't dare to ask." To keep Alaric from getting suspicious, Harry felt he had to say so.

"I remember you said that Galatea almost died giving birth, that it took her a long tto recover. Did she tell

you that?"

"Oh... She toldlast tat the hospital. | really feel for Mom, you know? Life's been so tough on her, having

had two close calls with death. It really tugs at your heartstrings, doesn't it?" Harry spoke slowly. Hearing this,

Alaric indeed felt his composure waver, and after realizing he had misunderstood her before, he saw her in a new

light.

This new understanding filled Alaric with compassion.

"So, are we not going to Mom's now?" Harry ventured.

"Right now, Harry, Elisa is out in the countryside, experiencing life there. She won't be back for two weeks. If you

go now, you'll be exposed right away." As Alaric spoke, he started the car and turned it around. Seeing his father

turn the car around, Harry breathed a sigh of relief-fortunately, his father had only uncovered part of the truth,

not the whole exchange between him and Caspian.

After Alaric brought Harry back to the mansion, Harry immediately locked himself in the bathroom and called

Caspian to update him on the situation.

"What?" Caspian was equally startled after hearing the news. "Harry, aren't you the clever one? How did you get

caught?"

"How can you blme?" Harry retorted, feeling wronged. "After all this time, it's not like Dad's a fool. He

figured it out on his own. But luckily, | played it smart. Now he only knows about the mix-up with Mom, not that

we know each other and have switched places."

Caspian fell silent for a while, before he asked again, "If that's the case, doesn't that mean the misunderstanding

my dad had about my mom is cleared up? They can be happy together now, right?"

Harry remained silent upon hearing this question. Happy together? He had been pleading with Alaric to spare his

mother not long ago, but he couldn't share this with Caspian.

"Alright, you take care of my sister outside. As for the rest, let's just see how things unfold naturally. We'll take it

one step at a time," Harry said, and then he ended the call.

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