Chapter 357 Wife-Pursuig Manual

Zoe was taken away by the police before she could finish her words.

She deliberately made a big racket so that Beryl would hear her from inside her room. With a pair of
big, puzzled eyes, Beryl looked at Jacob and said, "I can hear Zoe's voice, what is going on there?"

Jacob remained calm and answered, "Her family is coming over to take her home."

"Then when will she come back?" asked Beryl

"She won't be coming back again," replied Jacob.

"Oh." Beryl yawned and then started to drift in and out of sleep, so she didn't ask any more questions.

"I will be here to hold you so that you can fall asleep." Jacob held little Beryl carefully in his arms as if
he were holding the rarest treasure in the world.

"Woo..." Beryl let her head loll from one side to the other, eyes closing one more time as she enjoyed
the brief darkness.

The sight of Beryl sleeping like an angel gave Jacob a sense of satisfaction he had never felt before. A
warm smile spread across his face, giving him a sense of fulfillment.

After the police left, Jacob slowly carried Beryl to his car and placed her gently in the back seat, before
driving her to the hospital.

The moment Emily saw Beryl, she subconsciously reached her arms out to hold her, but Jacob stopped
her and insisted, "You'd better get some sleep now."

Beryl was very sensitive to the smell of the disinfectant in the hospital and woke up as soon as she
came in. When she saw her mother lying on the hospital bed, she anxiously asked, "What happened to



you, mommy? Are you sick?"

Emily gently brushed her hands over her head and explained with ease, "Don't worry, it's just a fever. I
will be all right soon."

"Okay, I will behave well so that you will be all right soon." Beryl smiled.

"Yes, thank you, my love. Thank you for caring about me so much." said Emily.

It was almost noon, and they hadn't had lunch yet, so Jacob called someone to bring some food over.
Before long, someone delivered the food and set them on the table.

"Thank you." said Emily. It would be unreasonable of her to refuse Jacob's help, and she might as well
accept his kindness squarely.

Emily had an infusion tube on her right hand, which made it difficult for her to eat, so Jacob opened the
lunchbox and tried to feed her, which seemed like the right thing to do.

However, Emily coughed mildly and said, "Please pass me the spoon. I can eat with my left hand."

Jacob didn't make a fuss. He picked up a spoon from the table and passed it to her. "Be careful. It's
hot." He said.

"Take it easy. I am not a kid." Emily blurted, without a conscious thought.

Jacob's lips quirked upwards in a joyous smile, and he thought to himself, 'Emily hasn't changed at all.'

Emily stirred the porridge in the lunchbox and then glanced at Beryl, only to find a pair of grape-like,
black eyes rolling around between Jacob and her.

"What are you looking at?" asked Emily.



"Watching the sparks between you and uncle." Beryl answered straight away.

Emily almost choked on the porridge as soon as she registered Beryl's words. "What sparks? You are
talking nonsense," said Emily.

Beryl grinned wide, exhibiting all her teeth and said, "I am not talking nonsense. I can see the sparks
around you two flying in every direction. I think you guys would make a cute couple."

"Beryl, you should talk less and eat more." Emily grumbled. Emily shook her head in awe. She could
never understand what went on in Beryl's mind. "You'll grow taller if you eat your food properly. Did you
know that?"

"Oh, really!" Beryl pointed towards the lunch box, and said, "I'd like to have some, please."

Jacob immediately opened another lunch box and said, "What do you want to eat first? Do you want
me to feed it to you?"

The food, while rich in nutrition, was only suitable for Emily's needs. However, it was so light and bland
that Beryl, being a picky eater, just took one look at it and turned the other way almost instantly.

Before Emily could say something, Jacob suggested, "Beryl, what do you want to have? I'll send
someone to have it delivered here at once."

Beryl, however, shook her head and then said, "I can eat this."

"Are you sure? If you don't want to, you can tell me," he said.

Puzzled, Jacob looked up at Emily only to be shot down by her angry glare. Jacob assumed Beryl was
just saying that because she was afraid of displeasing her mother.



Beryl drew in and heaved a long sigh of discontent, just like an adult. "I'm afraid that Mommy will feel
left out if I eat something delicious. So I just want to eat the same food as Mommy!" She explained.

Both Emily and Jacob broke into laughter, greatly amused by Beryl's reasoning.

"Beryl is right. She is such a considerate child," said Jacob.

"Don't worry, I won't feel left out," said Emily. Emily pretended to be annoyed, but deep down her heart
warmed up with love.

Jacob finally found the opportunity to feed his little princess as he wished. He was very careful and
patient with each bite, just in case the food was too hot for Beryl. He kept asking from time to time, "Is it
good?"

Beryl was always popular among adults. She flattered Jacob with sweet words, "Uncle, the food you
fed to me was very delicious!"

The two of them happily finished eating and bonding over lunch.

Emily wanted to stop Jacob from overindulging Beryl, but she kept her mouth shut as soon as she
realized something very important.

Beryl hadn't been so happy for a long time.

... The same held true for Jacob.

As a result, Emily did not want to rain on their parade.

After lunch, Jacob spent some time playing with Beryl, before he carried her to a carefully prepared
bed, and put her to sleep.



Watching Jacob put the quilt over Beryl affectionately, gave Emily a mixed sense of relief and
happiness. "Beryl likes you very much," she said to Jacob.

Beryl seemed destined to cross paths with Jacob and become strongly attached to him. Was it just
because Jacob was handsome?

Beryl had come across many handsome men before, but she only shared a special kind of bond with
Jacob. Even compared to Jack, she had a much more intimate relationship with Jacob.

Could Beryl be Jacob's daughter?

Emily knew that, DNA tests, just like anything else, could be falsified. As a result, she didn't want Beryl
to take a DNA test, because she wouldn't believe the results anyway and most importantly she was
afraid that the result could hurt Beryl as well.

"Really?" exclaimed Jacob. Gazing into Emily's eyes, he smiled and said, "I've been reading the
Parenting Manual lately. It's been very helpful."

Emily was surprised to know that an important person like Jacob, who maintained a successful
business, had the time to read such books in his private time. "Have you finished the book yet?" she
asked.

Jacob nodded, "Yes, but unfortunately I haven't got the time to read the other one."

"The other one?"

It was just a casual question, so Emily was surprised to see the man lean over with a tender smile on
his face.

Jacob said, under his breath, "It's called the 'Wife-Pursuing Manual'."


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