The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 927

Rufus' POV:

"Let her in."

I swallowed my anger for the time being.

The she-wolf had good timing. I wanted to ask her about something anyway.

I nudged Beryl towards the doctor and said to the latter, "Take good care of her."

The doctor nodded respectfully.

I took one more look at the strawberry-embellished hair band in Beryl's hair with satisfaction and then stood up.

Unexpectedly, Beryl suddenly grabbed my arm, so I accidentally lifted her tiny body as I stood up. "Wow! This is fun! Higher, Higher!" Beryl probably thought I was playing with her, so she grinned at me from ear to ear.

Afraid that I'd drop her, I quickly hugged her close to my chest and said, "I have something to deal with. Stay here."

"No, I want to be with Daddy." As Beryl spoke, she wrapped her chubby arms around my neck tightly, almost choking me.

"Beryl, I can't breathe." I struggled to say those four words and tried to pry Beryl's hands off, but when I touched her soft skin, I was worried that I'd hurt her.

Fortunately, Beryl loosened her grip. She complained with dissatisfaction, "Daddy, why can't I go with you? And you should call me Baby Beryl, not Beryl."

"Because we're going to talk about adult stuff."

"What? Why? I can understand what grown-ups talk about. Daddy, do you still think I'm stupid? Well, you're wrong! I know grown-up words too, you know!" Beryl clung to me stubbornly. As she spoke, she even put her chubby face close to me. She smelled like a baby, which made me feel at a loss.

Beryl was too young to be scolded or grounded. Even though I tried to act serious in front of her, she would reach out her little hands and push the corners of my mouth up, forcing me to smile.

I had no choice but to look to the doctor for help, pleading at him with my eyes to take Beryl away.