“What is it?” I turned around and looked at her inquisitively.
“When Beryl woke up, she called you Sylvia.”
Crystal’s POV
A hush fell over the room. It was so quiet, one could’ve heard a pin drop.
“Why would she call me that? She doesn’t even know my real name,” I said in a daze. I couldn’t believe it. I had never mentioned anything about the past in front of my kids.
Could Beryl have seen a document with my real name on it? But that didn’t make sense. The name “Sylvia” and everything about my past had been wiped out. As far as my two children were concerned, Sylvia never existed. I was always Alpha Crystal to them.
Besides, Beryl had always called me “Mommy. ” She had never even called me Crystal, so how could she call me Sylvia now?
“What the hell is going on?” Rufus’s expression darkened. He must have guessed something.
“I don’t think Beryl’s situation is as simple as we think,” Laura said seriously.
I tried to find potential answers that could explain this irregularity. “Maybe Beryl overheard that name somewhere, so she kept it in mind until now. . .”
“Impossible. Beryl’s just a child. No matter how smart or bright she is, she’s still a five-year-old kid. Besides, knowing Beryl, she doesn’t like to hide anything. She can easily forget anything unimportant. How could she only bring up this name after waking up from a coma?” Rufus mused, and Laura nodded in agreement.
“I think we’d better err on the side of caution and observe her carefully.”
My head started to pound, and I felt more and more uneasy. Although I hated to admit it, the likely reason behind Beryl’s strange behavior could only be witchcraft.
“Let’s go and see what’s going on now,” Rufus suggested, reaching for my hand. Together, we walked out of the study and headed to Beryl’s room.
The buffet trolley had already been sent into Beryl’s room, and the table was covered with all kinds of delicious food. When Beryl saw us come back, she immediately jumped out of the bed and ran to me for a hug.
Despite the doubts in my mind, I forced a smile and accompanied her to the table.
“Cheese sausage pizza!” Beryl clapped her hands excitedly.
I picked up a slice of pizza for her and asked tentatively, “Mommy has prepared some dessert for you. Guess what it is?”
Beryl’s cheeks bulged as she asked slowly, “Is it. . . Mango milkshake?”
“Bingo! Your favorite shake!” I was relieved. This was indeed Beryl’s favorite dessert.
“Where’s my brother? Why isn’t he here yet? I miss him so much. . . I’ve kept a lot of treats for him, and I want to share them with him!” There was some cheese on the corner of Beryl’s lip, which made her look even cuter.
I picked up a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, saying softly, “He’ll visit you later. You need to eat up and get some rest so that you’ll have the energy to play with him.”
Beryl nodded enthusiastically, “Okay! I’ll eat a lot!” I smiled, picked up a piece of sausage, and put it on the plate with a duck-shaped pattern.
While Beryl was happily munching on her food, she noticed that Rufus had sat down next to her.
“Da-” I was confused. It seemed that she had wanted to call him Daddy but stopped on second thought. “What’s wrong, Hem?”
Rufus poured a glass of corn juice and put it in front of Beryl. He teased, “Yeah, Baby Beryl. What’s wrong?”
Beryl frowned and looked at Rufus a little shyly. “My brain finally remembers things. I’m sorry I called you ‘Daddy’ when you’re not my daddy at all.”
I put down my fork and looked at Beryl earnestly. “Honey, he is your daddy. You didn’t make a mistake. You can call him ‘Daddy. ‘”
Beryl pouted in confusion. “But Mommy, you said Daddy was dead. You said he was a hero who died in the war- that he was blown up into a million ashes!”
Rufus’s face darkened when he heard this.
Crystal’s POV
Glancing at the speechless Rufus, I smiled awkwardly and quickly explained to Beryl, “Er, well, you see -Mommy and Daddy had a big fight at that time, so Mommy said those things in anger. The truth is that your daddy is not dead. The man in front of you is your daddy-your real daddy!”
Beryl looked Rufus up and down for a long time before it finally clicked. “Oh! So he’s my real daddy? Not a fake one?”
I was amused by her cuteness. “Yes, honey. He’s your real daddy.”
“Okay, I got it!” Beryl quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and turned to look at Rufus with a big smile. “Daddy!”
Rufus was a little stunned. It seemed that he didn’t expect Beryl to be so straightforward. A hint of panic flashed through his eyes, but there was a certain softness to them, too.
Smiling, I touched Beryl’s soft hair and pointed at Laura, asking, “If he’s your daddy, then who is she?”
Beryl tilted her head and scratched her chin. “She’s…”
She paused for a moment and then broke into a huge grin. “Grandma!”
“Exactly! It’s Grandma, my sweetheart!” Laura was pleasantly surprised. She quickly sat down next to Beryl and started feeding her enthusiastically, relieved to have finally been recognized.
Beryl beamed at her and happily gobbled up all the food.
Her childish behavior made Laura and Rufus laugh. I sat aside and watched them with a faint smile, but deep down, I felt a little uneasy.
Although I should’ve been happy, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was off. When Beryl woke up, she had called me Sylvia. That alone put me on high alert.
“Mommy, I feel sleepy. Can you tuck me in?” Beryl rubbed her eyes sleepily.
“Of course, baby. Mommy will take you to bed.” I picked her up and slowly walked towards her bed.
After tucking her in and leaving the bedside lamp on, I patted Beryl’s hand and sang her a lullaby to help her fall asleep. “Mommy, I want to hear a bedtime story,” Beryl said softly.
“What kind of story would you like to hear? A scary one?” I asked with a smile, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
“Anything,” Beryl said obediently.
I thought for a moment. “Once upon a time, in a wonderful forest, the annual party was underway. All the animals were busy preparing for the banquet. When night fell, everyone gathered in a circle around the stage. The first performance was by a peacock, who gracefully danced around like a ballerina, swaying like willow branches in the breeze. The crowd broke into loud applause. Feeling jealous, the bear charged onto the stage and stood in the center, bowing to the audience. He said, ‘Now allow me, the dance prodigy, to perform for you!’ This ridiculous bear hopped and skipped around the stage, tripping and nearly breaking the wooden boards with his big feet…”
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