A Call That Changed Her Entire Life Chapter 330 Do You Want A Daddy

"Come, let's talk, Cloris," called Jack. Now, it was natural for him to call her Cloris, and it felt like an
intimate thing. "I think Beryl needs a father. She needs a complete family, don't you think so?"

Emily paused for a moment before answering, pursing her lips. "No, I don't. She's not your daughter
anyway, so you don't have to bother yourself with that."

His eyes flashed a hint of surprise. "Emily, if you don't believe me, Beryl and I could do a paternity test."

Emily's eyes narrowed. "That's not necessary." Her eyes were almost twitching as she glared at him.
"She's my daughter, and I know who her father is."

For a moment there, Jack believed she already knew the truth. He soon calmed himself down and
explained, "Emily, I thought the reason you came back to Z country was so that our daughter could
enjoy a reunited, complete, family. Do you really want her to grow up without her father?"

Emily's jaw clenched. "I told you, she's not your daughter." All sense of politeness out the window, she
started raising her voice. "Jack, I've had enough of you. You should leave me alone."

Her words upset him, and he looked at her carefully. "Did you come back for-"

"I'm tired," Emily interrupted before he could speak the name. "I don't want to deal with you anymore,
so please just go."

He kept silent for a moment and nodded. With an affectionate gaze and a gentle tone, he suggested
once again, "I hope you can give it some thought, at least for Beryl's sake. Have a good rest, then. I'll
go."

Since returning home, Jack had rarely seen Emily so emotional and agitated. He knew the reason, of
course.



He finally turned away, his eyes a little gloomy.

"Uncle Jack!" called Beryl. She sort of waddled over in her big slippers, a puppy following close beside
her. "Did you have a fight with mommy?" she asked curiously.

He bent down to hug her, and the puppy hopped around at his feet, leaning its forelegs on his thigh.

"Nah, your mommy just needs some time to figure some thing out, you know?"

"I got it," the child answered. She nodded idly before giving him a serious look. "Don't do anything bad
to my mommy, ok?"

He laughed at the child's sweet attempt to look threatening for her mother. "How would that happen?
I'm so in love with your mommy."

He bowed his head once again and kissed her little forehead. With a gentle look, he bid her goodbye.
"Beryl, I have to go now. I'll come to see you in a few days, ok?"

He knew that he'd only make things worse with Emily if he stayed. Leaving would be the best thing to
do for now, especially because it would allow him to come up with another plan.

"Bye bye Uncle Jack!" she said sweetly. She walked him away before running back into her room and
calling, "Mommy!"

"Yes?" Her arms were over her eyes, but Emily couldn't sleep. She sat up when she heard Beryl's call.
"What's wrong?"

"Did you have a fight with Uncle Jack?" Beryl looked up at her mother with innocent eyes.

"No, we were just having a little talk." Emily didn't really want to explain the whole ordeal to her.

"Mommy, I don't want Uncle Jack to come to our house anymore."



Emily paused a moment. "Why's that? I thought you liked him?"

If she had to give him something, Emily could only admit that Jack was quite good with children. In
such a short period of time, it seemed as though Beryl warmed up to him well, and even wanted to play
with him often.

"Because he upsets mommy," Beryl frowned. "Mommy, I'm always on your side! Always!"

Her child's sweet, innocent words warmed Emily's heart. She knew her daughter loved her very much.
"Thank you, sweetie. I'm touched."

Beryl stood on her tiptoes and gave her mom a kiss on her cheek. "I love you mommy, I care about you
most."

Emily smiled and flicked her nose. "Well, I care about you most, too." She took her into her arms and
stroked her hair with all the gentleness of a mother. "Beryl, do you want a daddy?"

Beryl knitted her eyebrows at the question. "Um…" she rubbed her arms and eventually shook her
head. "I only want mommy."

Emily's eyes turned a bit glassy at the bittersweet feeling her daughter's words gave her.

She felt amazingly lucky to have such a sweet and loving daughter, but Beryl's answer puzzled her.
She was her own daughter, and she brought her up herself undoubtedly. How could it be that she
couldn't quite understand the child's decision? The more sensible and clear headed Beryl was, the
more distressed Emily felt.

Was she supposed to sound so mature at her young age?

The night passed, and Emily recovered from the emotional day. She went to work as she usually did,
but something was still a little off throughout the morning.



She was a bit absent-minded-- she even spilled her coffee on some important files and had to reprint
them.

"Um…Manager Lu," asked the assistant. "Are you alright?" She looked rather concerned for Emily.
"You don't look very well."

She had never seen Emily behave that way. Normally, she was always very focused and diligent in her
work. What was wrong with her today? She wondered if something happened to her boss.

"I'm fine, don't mind me, " Emily reassured. She put some pressure on her temples, and pinched the
bridge of her nose, obviously tired. A feeling of helplessness was creeping into her heart.

After the assistant left, she tried to put herself together and put all her attention on her work. She shook
her head as if it could shake off her haziness, but failed. She set her files down instead and headed
downstairs to relax.

She walked idly for a bit, but froze when she saw the gate of LA.

'Old habits die hard, unfortunately, ' she thought. Walking in that direction was unconscious. It seemed
her body was all too familiar with that path.

She took a deep breath. She was about to turn around and leave when she felt a sudden grab at her
shoulder by someone behind her.

"Manager Bai! Miss Emily! It's you? It's you? Right?" The hoarse voice was agitated.

Emily clenched her jaw, and slowly turned around. Behind her was the girl who worked under Emily at
LA. Emily had helped her in the past.



Trying to ignore the eager expectation in the girl's eyes, Emily did her best to look indifferent. She
pulled her arm back and made her voice go cold. "I'm sorry. You must be mistaken."

The girl was looking at Emily now with trembling lips. "But...you… But you're…"

"Do I really look like her?" She brought her hand up to stroke her cheek, but kept a poker face. "Well,
I'm not her."

The girl's eyes widened as she took a step back in disbelief. "No! You're… you're not…"

The Miss Emily she knew was such a gentle woman-- always warm and sweet. She always felt so
comfortable with her, as the woman was like sunshine in winter to her.

But this woman before her…

She had the same face, but her eyes were as cold as ice. She looked emotionless and unwelcoming.
"But you look so much like…" the girl muttered.

Emily sighed harshly. "Excuse me, I have to go." Before the girl could even react, she spun around and
walked away in a hurry, like she was on her way to something important.

The girl didn't chase after her this time.

Relieved, Emily finally released her breath and let go of her expressionless mask. Of course, someone
would remember her as Emily.

But what did that matter?

She was Cloris Lu now. The reason she came back to Z country was not just for the Lu family, but for
herself.



She had something important to take care of. 'I need to, ' she thought. 'I need to, or there won't be any
peace in my damned life.'


62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda