Crystal’s POV
A tiny girl in a blue skirt affectionately called Rufus “Daddy” as she clung to his leg.
Rufus lifted Beryl up helplessly and said gently, “You’re always sprinting around. Aren’t you afraid of falling?”
Beryl wrapped her arms around Rufus’ neck and pressed her cheek on his, saying, “No. I have magic.”
Looking at this warm scene, I couldn’t help but feel envious.
My baby Beryl used to rush to me and hug me whenever she saw me in the past! Now she just ignored me!
I was crying frantically in my heart. I also wanted her to snuggle up to me and rest her face against mine. I also wanted to hold my lovely baby girl!
As Rufus lifted Beryl with his back against me, I glared at him, wishing I was the one carrying Beryl.
At this moment, Rufus turned around and happened to catch my resentful eyes. He laughed and asked Beryl, “Do you still remember who she is, Beryl?”
Rufus pointed at me and said arrogantly with his eyes, “See? Your daughter doesn’t even recognize you, but she is so willing to call me Daddy.”
A frown formed on my face, and I shot him a stare of anger. Then, I walked up and waved at Beryl, “Sweetheart, I’m your Mommy.”
However, I didn’t expect that Beryl would lean her head against Rufus’ shoulder, showing resistance.
I was so frustrated that I didn’t dare to get close to Beryl anymore.
“The first time my mother came to visit, Beryl also rejected her. But after knowing she was my mother and seeing how close we were, the girl just changed her mind.”
After a brief pause, Rufus added, “Maybe we can have a try.”
With my eyes widened from surprise, I muttered, “You mean that…”
My heart beat faster. Did he mean to hug or even kiss me? My face flushed uncontrollably at the thought of that scene. In the past five years, I had never been close to any other man. My heart was as calm as water. Only when I faced Rufus would my heart and mind be thrown into chaos.
Still, Rufus seemed unruffled, as though he had offered sound advice. For some reason, I started to feel guilty and ashamed that I had reacted the way I had.
“Let’s give it a shot then. Maybe it could work,” I murmured in an extremely low voice.
Rufus nodded and put his arm around my shoulder intimately.
I pretended to be calm and tried to maintain my breathing stably.
As Rufus coaxed into Beryl opening up to me, I looked at my daughter expectantly.
After locking eyes with Rufus and me, Beryl seemed to finally change her mind.
“Alright, then you’re free to touch me.” Beryl tilted her head and thought for a while. Then she snuggled up to me with her round, chubby face.
I was so excited that I touched her tender face to relieve my longing.
“Do you want to hug me?” Beryl asked in a sweet voice. “Yes!” I replied in a hurry and couldn’t wait to hold her in my arms.
Beryl nestled in my arms obediently and then looked at Rufus and me. She frowned slightly as if she had just run into an obstacle.
As my fingers ran through her hair, a sense of relief washed over me.
“Mommy?” Beryl grabbed my hand and asked tentatively.
I was stunned for a while before finally feeling extremely delighted. It had been a while since she called me that. I almost burst into tears.
“Mommy,” Beryl called me again. This time, in a more determined tone.
I answered with joy, “Yes! Mommy is here!”
Beryl addressed Rufus as “Daddy” again while I was still enthralled. Afterwards, she asked innocently, “Are you a couple?”
Crystal’s POV
Stunned, I had no idea how to answer Beryl’s question.
Rufus and I exchanged glances. Apparently, he was also stunned, but he reacted quicker than me. “No, we’re just friends,” he told Beryl calmly.
“Friends? If you’re just friends, then how was I born? I thought you need to be a couple to have a baby!” Beryl was even more confused. She scratched her chin and pouted, like a wise old sage deep in thought.
I didn’t know how to explain. I couldn’t tell her that friends could have babies together either, which would sound even weirder to her.
Rufus’ ears turned slightly red from embarrassment, and he didn’t say anything more. It seemed like he wasn’t going to offer any explanations and planned to leave Beryl to figure it out by herself. The best way to deal with these hard questions was to not answer it.
As the sun started to dip in the horizon, I scooped Beryl into my arms and together with Rufus, we headed back to his palace. Laura was there waiting for Rufus, toting several sheets of paper.
“You’re right on time. Please go over the candidate list for the ball and see if there’s anyone missing.” As she spoke, Laura’s head was lowered. When she finally looked up and saw me behind Rufus, she paused for a moment, looking a little embarrassed. She seemed at a loss whether to hand over the list or keep it to herself.
It suddenly occurred to me that the list Laura was talking about was the list of candidates for Rufus’ wife. Now I understood why Laura felt embarrassed when she saw me.
I tried my best to control my facial expressions and voice. “Where’s Arron?”
“Asleep. He was so tuckered out from playing all afternoon,” Laura explained.
“I see. I’m going to check on him.” I quickly scurried off before Rufus and Laura could speak.
I found Arron in the guest room, sleeping soundly. Leaning against the side of the bed, I stroked his soft cheek, feeling a little sad. It wasn’t surprising that Rufus would marry someone else. In fact, I had already been expecting this, so I shouldn’t have felt sad. I should’ve restrained my emotions and wished the couple happiness.
I let out a long, helpless sigh. I couldn’t stay here. I needed to return to the border pack as soon as possible. And I had to think about what I should do about Beryl’s situation.
Under the quilt, Arron stirred slightly. He soon opened his eyes sleepily and called me.
I patted his back gently, coaxing him to go back to sleep. Arron stretched his little arms out, sat up in bed, and yawned.
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