Chapter 1101 Rattle Rattle
Crystal''s POV:
Ad fell two steps back, the expression on her face tight and awkward. "Well, then. I''l go and change my clothes."
She dashed out the door without a backward nce.
Rufus said nothing and continued to cuddle Beryl, coaxing his little girl out of her sulk.
Thinking that something like this might happen again, I decided to offer some exnation. "Beryl has rhinitis and doesn''t like particrly sharp and
strong smells. She especially hates the smell of jasmine.”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
"I see.” Rufus raised his head to shoot me a cold look.
I touched my nose and averted my eyes, unsure of what to do next. He had been aloof toward me since his recent return. Usually, he would pick on
me and mess with me. Now, he didn''t even say a single word more than that was necessary.
I ducked my head, feeling dejected. Was he really going to break our bond and marry Ad?
"Don''t think too much. Your rtionship with him is already long gone." Of course, Yana would pop out only to rub salt on my wound. It didn''t help at
all.
"You''re right," I sighed inwardly.
Yana clicked her tongue. "If you honestly think I''m right, then you wouldn''t lock like the world is ending. Cheer up and be on guard. Don''t forget that
Rufus is still suspicious of you."
"Okay, okay, fine! I know already. Should I justugh, then?" I let out a cackle in my head, which annoyed
Yana so much that she instantly blocked me
Ad chose that moment to return into the room. She had changed her clothes, and the scent she had been wearing earlier was gone as well. It
seemed that she had retouched her makeup, though. I had to admit, she was more of a fighter than I was. She just never gave up, did she?
"Come over here, Beryl. I have a lot of delicious snacks here." Ad walked to the table and gestured at the tter of desserts.
Still firmly on Rufus’p, Beryl nced at the sweets before looking at me.
I cleared my throat and said, "Beryl doesn''t like durian cakes.”
"Oh. All right." To her credit, Ad''s smile never slipped.
She sauntered over to the bed and crouched in front of Beryl. Then, she took out a palm-sized rattle from her pocket and held it up to my daughter.
"Look. Beryl. It makes a fun sound when you shake it like this. Would you like to have a try?"
I almost burst outughing right there and then. Beryl had stopped ying with baby toys when she was just three months old. Was this she-wolf
really that stupid, or did she simply think my daughter was gullible?
Sure enough, Beryl turned her head
away from Ad, She haughtily
closed hec yes and dered, "I''m
five year€old, ma''am. I don''t y.”
with that kind of toy anymore. If you
like yu can y with it yourself.
Thank you for your kindness”
afiyway."
Ad''s face froze. A hint of malice shed in her eyes for a brief second, but it did not escape my notice.
I eyed her with disdain. This fake wannabe was really a blight in our lives.
Ad opened her mouth to say something else, but I cut her off without hesitation. "Beryl, I''ve prepared your favorite mango cheesecake and salty
biscuits in the kitchen. Do you want to have a look?"
Beryl immediately lit up. "Mango cheesecake! Yes! I''ll go! I''ll go!"
She jumped off Rufus’p and
waddled ovex-grabbing my hand in
her chubhy Tittle fingers. I was about
to lead her to the kitchen when shé
looked pack and beckoned at Rufus.
"Come on, Daddy! What are you
waiting for? You also like mango
cheesecake, right?" Content belongs
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My eyes instinctively darted toward Rufus.
"Go ahead and take Beryl there first,” Rufus said to me with a slight nod. "l just need to make a phone call. I''l be right with you in the kitchen.”
"Sure," I hummed and took Beryl downstairs.
omentster, Beryl was in the
dining room with her spread,
obediently waiting for Rufus. That - AN
left me dlbne with Ad in the =
kitchen, ? The she-wolf finally
snapped, vehemently confronting
me=with her question. "Why-are you
always trying to thwart ge?!"