Chapter 549: His Child
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Beryl's eyes widened, and her mouth left agape. She felt a big hammer pounding on her chest over and over again by the scene that took over in front of her. With all her strength, she struggled with her feet and stumbled towards Jack, who was lying unmoving on the concrete floor.
"Uncle Jack," Beryl called out as she cupped Jack's face with her small hands. When Jack's eyes and mouth stayed close, she screamed his name once more in fear.
Beryl started to tremble as she noticed blood, flowing out from Jack's head and other wounds from his whole body. It kept endlessly bleeding, staining his head and face as well as his clothing despite it being color black.
"No, no, no…" Beryl murmured as tears welled up in her eyes, letting them flow out as she fell onto Jack's chest. Her hands shook as she reached for Jack's neck to check for a pulse.
"I'm so, so sorry, Uncle Jack. I know now that I was wrong, and I regret letting that happen. Please, Uncle Jack, don't die. You still have a promise to keep! It's all my fault. Uncle Jack, please, wake up…"
Beryl just cried out on his chest. If only she didn't run away... If only she hadn't insisted to find Jacob by herself... Then maybe, she would not have almost collided with the car that sped towards her, and Uncle Jack would not be lying unconscious on the ground right now. He tried to save her, risking his life by knocking on death's door.
'This is all my fault.
I bring misfortune and danger wherever I go, especially to those around me.
I am really a bane, ' Beryl thought as she cried, feeling guilt and sadness.
Not long after, Beryl felt Jack completely losing consciousness. His face turned pale from all the blood that drained out. She felt his pulse weakening every moment from the tips of her fingers and his breath was getting slower and slower each second that passed.
With eyes wide open again, Beryl sat up and wiped the tears on her eyes to clear her sight. She started to panic and heaved a deep breath to calm herself down. She reached out to search in Jack's pocket for a cell phone that she could use to call the emergency number.
To her great disappointment, she found nothing in his pocket but a few coins as change. Her eyes dimmed as she slowly sank into despair. She looked around her, making her big black eyes open wide again as she her eyes caught a cell phone lying just near the roadside. It was Jack's, and it probably flew from his pocket when he tried to save the little girl.
Beryl reached for it and immediately tried to turn the phone open, but all hope was lost for Beryl when the screen wouldn't open, and the the cell phone had broke from the crash and was useless now.
The little girl lapsed into a state of despair and hopelessness. A few moments later, her hope started to fade in again when she heard footsteps coming from behind her moving closer towards them. Someone must had come to help her! She wiped her eyes just in time the person behind her stood behind and spoke, "Is he dead?"
Beryl stopped wiping her face as she immediately recognized the voice. It sounded indifferent and merciless, but still, it made her heart skip a beat. She immediately turned her head and was face to face with none other than her father, Jacob.
Beryl's eyes shone in the dark. "Daddy!" she shouted full of excitement.
Jacob looked down at the little girl, crouching on the ground beside Jack's still body. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown and wondered, 'Did this child just call me Daddy?'
Before he could even find out whether or not he heard right or what had happened now, the little girl rushed towards him and hugged his thigh. She looked up at him with a smile and cried, "Daddy, I finally see you! Please! Please save Uncle Jack! He's dying from getting hit by a speeding car!"
Jacob ignored the little girl's cries for a moment and looked down on her. She looked dirty with soil and grime while her face and hands were stained by Jack's blood. He wanted to shove the little girl away, but for some unknown reasons, he held his impulse back and stood still, letting the little girl hold on and dirty his expensive clothes.
As he remembered the little girl's pleads, he scoffed and said, "Save him? On what basis, did you expect me to save him?" He asked in a mocking tone as he looked down on the little girl and pointed towards the body with his index finger.
Beryl ignored the indifference in Jaco
dn't care about Beryl at all. Besides, he still had a lot of things to deal with.
Beryl turned around to watch her father walk away from them, making her eyes welled up with tears again. They rolled down on her cheeks like broken beads as she watched Jacob disappear in the distance. She heard those ruthless words loud and clear, and this time, it broke her heart more.
She couldn't think of any excuse as to why Jacob was evil to Uncle Jack and most especially why he treated her so cold and indifferent.
Perhaps, all those times, he was just pretending and didn't really love her at all.
That was why he refused to accept her as his daughter, and that he was even willing to hand her over to someone else and abandon her as if she was just a material thing that was easy to give away.
"My daddy won't do that to me," she muttered and continued to cry.
Sam patted Beryl on the back and coaxed her patiently to stop crying. His eyebrows furrowed and wondered why Jacob changed so much. What on earth had happened to him before he returned to Jingshi City? It was still a big mystery, and Sam was going to find out why, especially now that Beryl was in his hands, he was going to focus on Jacob next.
After Sam let Beryl be washed off and changed into fresh clothes, they both headed towards the hospital. They both felt relieved to hear that the doctors were able to save Jack and any day from now, he would be able to wake up. Once Jack was settled in his own room, Jacob took Beryl for a DNA test. He couldn't stand the persistence of Sam and the child, so he had to know for sure whether this girl really was telling the truth or that she was just spouting lies to gain money from him.
Beryl was hesitant to come with Jacob at first, but she obeyed when Sam reassured her and even behaved well during the test. On the other hand, Sam felt to be placed in a complicated mood while he waited in the waiting room. Was it really necessary for Jacob to do a DNA test? Did he really not believe that Beryl was his biological daughter?
Whatever the case, Sam expected that the results would confirm, hoping that it would make Jacob finally believe without a doubt. With the innovation of technology, the test results came out quickly. Jacob stood up from his seat to grab the test result, while Beryl stayed beside Sam, both of which knew what was written on that paper without having to see.
Jacob immediately placed his eyes on the bottom of the paper and found out that the little girl was indeed his own child.
He looked at Beryl, who was looking back at him as if saying, 'I told you so'. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown as he returned his gaze back on the paper, but his mind was lost in his thoughts. 'That little girl really is my child. In that case, who is her biological mother then?'
As his memory took him down the lane, he recalled someone named Emily, who was still quite blurry in his mind. 'Is she Beryl's mother?'
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Beryl's eyes widened, and her mouth left agape. She felt a big hammer pounding on her chest over and over again by the scene that took over in front of her. With all her strength, she struggled with her feet and stumbled towards Jack, who was lying unmoving on the concrete floor.
"Uncle Jack," Beryl called out as she cupped Jack's face with her small hands. When Jack's eyes and mouth stayed close, she screamed his name once more in fear.
Beryl started to tremble as she noticed blood, flowing out from Jack's head and other wounds from his whole body. It kept endlessly bleeding, staining his head and face as well as his clothing despite it being color black.
"No, no, no…" Beryl murmured as tears welled up in her eyes, letting them flow out as she fell onto Jack's chest. Her hands shook as she reached for Jack's neck to check for a pulse.
"I'm so, so sorry, Uncle Jack. I know now that I was wrong, and I regret letting that happen. Please, Uncle Jack, don't die. You still have a promise to keep! It's all my fault. Uncle Jack, please, wake up…"
Beryl just cried out on his chest. If only she didn't run away... If only she hadn't insisted to find Jacob by herself... Then maybe, she would not have almost collided with the car that sped towards her, and Uncle Jack would not be lying unconscious on the ground right now. He tried to save her, risking his life by knocking on death's door.
'This is all my fault.
I bring misfortune and danger wherever I go, especially to those around me.
I am really a bane, ' Beryl thought as she cried, feeling guilt and sadness.
Not long after, Beryl felt Jack completely losing consciousness. His face turned pale from all the blood that drained out. She felt his pulse weakening every moment from the tips of her fingers and his breath was getting slower and slower each second that passed.
With eyes wide open again, Beryl sat up and wiped the tears on her eyes to clear her sight. She started to panic and heaved a deep breath to calm herself down. She reached out to search in Jack's pocket for a cell phone that she could use to call the emergency number.
To her great disappointment, she found nothing in his pocket but a few coins as change. Her eyes dimmed as she slowly sank into despair. She looked around her, making her big black eyes open wide again as she her eyes caught a cell phone lying just near the roadside. It was Jack's, and it probably flew from his pocket when he tried to save the little girl.
Beryl reached for it and immediately tried to turn the phone open, but all hope was lost for Beryl when the screen wouldn't open, and the the cell phone had broke from the crash and was useless now.
The little girl lapsed into a state of despair and hopelessness. A few moments later, her hope started to fade in again when she heard footsteps coming from behind her moving closer towards them. Someone must had come to help her! She wiped her eyes just in time the person behind her stood behind and spoke, "Is he dead?"
Beryl stopped wiping her face as she immediately recognized the voice. It sounded indifferent and merciless, but still, it made her heart skip a beat. She immediately turned her head and was face to face with none other than her father, Jacob.
Beryl's eyes shone in the dark. "Daddy!" she shouted full of excitement.
Jacob looked down at the little girl, crouching on the ground beside Jack's still body. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown and wondered, 'Did this child just call me Daddy?'
Before he could even find out whether or not he heard right or what had happened now, the little girl rushed towards him and hugged his thigh. She looked up at him with a smile and cried, "Daddy, I finally see you! Please! Please save Uncle Jack! He's dying from getting hit by a speeding car!"
Jacob ignored the little girl's cries for a moment and looked down on her. She looked dirty with soil and grime while her face and hands were stained by Jack's blood. He wanted to shove the little girl away, but for some unknown reasons, he held his impulse back and stood still, letting the little girl hold on and dirty his expensive clothes.
As he remembered the little girl's pleads, he scoffed and said, "Save him? On what basis, did you expect me to save him?" He asked in a mocking tone as he looked down on the little girl and pointed towards the body with his index finger.
Beryl ignored the indifference in Jaco
dn't care about Beryl at all. Besides, he still had a lot of things to deal with.
Beryl turned around to watch her father walk away from them, making her eyes welled up with tears again. They rolled down on her cheeks like broken beads as she watched Jacob disappear in the distance. She heard those ruthless words loud and clear, and this time, it broke her heart more.
She couldn't think of any excuse as to why Jacob was evil to Uncle Jack and most especially why he treated her so cold and indifferent.
Perhaps, all those times, he was just pretending and didn't really love her at all.
That was why he refused to accept her as his daughter, and that he was even willing to hand her over to someone else and abandon her as if she was just a material thing that was easy to give away.
"My daddy won't do that to me," she muttered and continued to cry.
Sam patted Beryl on the back and coaxed her patiently to stop crying. His eyebrows furrowed and wondered why Jacob changed so much. What on earth had happened to him before he returned to Jingshi City? It was still a big mystery, and Sam was going to find out why, especially now that Beryl was in his hands, he was going to focus on Jacob next.
After Sam let Beryl be washed off and changed into fresh clothes, they both headed towards the hospital. They both felt relieved to hear that the doctors were able to save Jack and any day from now, he would be able to wake up. Once Jack was settled in his own room, Jacob took Beryl for a DNA test. He couldn't stand the persistence of Sam and the child, so he had to know for sure whether this girl really was telling the truth or that she was just spouting lies to gain money from him.
Beryl was hesitant to come with Jacob at first, but she obeyed when Sam reassured her and even behaved well during the test. On the other hand, Sam felt to be placed in a complicated mood while he waited in the waiting room. Was it really necessary for Jacob to do a DNA test? Did he really not believe that Beryl was his biological daughter?
Whatever the case, Sam expected that the results would confirm, hoping that it would make Jacob finally believe without a doubt. With the innovation of technology, the test results came out quickly. Jacob stood up from his seat to grab the test result, while Beryl stayed beside Sam, both of which knew what was written on that paper without having to see.
Jacob immediately placed his eyes on the bottom of the paper and found out that the little girl was indeed his own child.
He looked at Beryl, who was looking back at him as if saying, 'I told you so'. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown as he returned his gaze back on the paper, but his mind was lost in his thoughts. 'That little girl really is my child. In that case, who is her biological mother then?'
As his memory took him down the lane, he recalled someone named Emily, who was still quite blurry in his mind. 'Is she Beryl's mother?'
Beryl's eyes widened, and her mouth left agape. She felt a big hammer pounding on her chest over and over again by the scene that took over in front of her. With all her strength, she struggled with her feet and stumbled towards Jack, who was lying unmoving on the concrete floor. "Uncle Jack," Beryl called out as she cupped Jack's face with her small hands. When Jack's eyes and mouth stayed close, she screamed his name once more in fear. Beryl started to tremble as she noticed blood, flowing out from Jack's head and other wounds from his whole body. It kept endlessly bleeding, staining his head and face as well as his clothing despite it being color black. "No, no, no" Beryl murmured as tears welled up in her eyes, letting them flow out as she fell onto Jack's chest. Her hands shook as she reached for Jack's neck to check for a pulse. "I'm so, so sorry, Uncle Jack. I know now that I was wrong, and I regret letting that happen. Please, Uncle Jack, don't die. You still have a promise to keep! It's all my fault. Uncle Jack, please, wake up"Beryl just cried out on his chest. If only she didn't run away... If only she hadn't insisted to find Jacob by herself... Then maybe, she would not have almost collided with the car that sped towards her, and Uncle Jack would not be lying unconscious on the ground right now. He tried to save her, risking his life by knocking on death's door. 'This is all my fault. I bring misfortune and danger wherever I go, especially to those around me. I am really a bane, ' Beryl thought as she cried, feeling guilt and sadness. Not long after, Beryl felt Jack completely losing consciousness. His face turned pale from all the blood that drained out. She felt his pulse weakening every moment from the tips of her fingers and his breath was getting slower and slower each second that passed. With eyes wide open again, Beryl sat up and wiped the tears on her eyes to clear her sight. She started to panic and heaved a deep breath to calm herself down. She reached out to search in Jack's pocket for a cell phone that she could use to call the emergency number. To her great disappointment, she found nothing in his pocket but a few coins as change. Her eyes dimmed as she slowly sank into despair. She looked around her, making her big black eyes open wide again as she her eyes caught a cell phone lying just near the roadside. It was Jack's, and it probably flew from his pocket when he tried to save the little girl. Beryl reached for it and immediately tried to turn the phone open, but all hope was lost for Beryl when the screen wouldn't open, and the the cell phone had broke from the crash and was useless now. The little girl lapsed into a state of despair and hopelessness. A few moments later, her hope started to fade in again when she heard footsteps coming from behind her moving closer towards them. Someone must had come to help her! She wiped her eyes just in time the person behind her stood behind and spoke, "Is he dead?"Beryl stopped wiping her face as she immediately recognized the voice. It sounded indifferent and merciless, but still, it made her heart skip a beat. She immediately turned her head and was face to face with none other than her father, Jacob. Beryl's eyes shone in the dark. "Daddy!" she shouted full of excitement. Jacob looked down at the little girl, crouching on the ground beside Jack's still body. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown and wondered, 'Did this child just call me Daddy?'Before he could even find out whether or not he heard right or what had happened now, the little girl rushed towards him and hugged his thigh. She looked up at him with a smile and cried, "Daddy, I finally see you! Please! Please save Uncle Jack! He's dying from getting hit by a speeding car!"Jacob ignored the little girl's cries for a moment and looked down on her. She looked dirty with soil and grime while her face and hands were stained by Jack's blood. He wanted to shove the little girl away, but for some unknown reasons, he held his impulse back and stood still, letting the little girl hold on and dirty his expensive clothes. As he remembered the little girl's pleads, he scoffed and said, "Save him? On what basis, did you expect me to save him?" He asked in a mocking tone as he looked down on the little girl and pointed towards the body with his index finger. Beryl ignored the indifference in Jacodn't care about Beryl at all. Besides, he still had a lot of things to deal with. Beryl turned around to watch her father walk away from them, making her eyes welled up with tears again. They rolled down on her cheeks like broken beads as she watched Jacob disappear in the distance. She heard those ruthless words loud and clear, and this time, it broke her heart more. She couldn't think of any excuse as to why Jacob was evil to Uncle Jack and most especially why he treated her so cold and indifferent. Perhaps, all those times, he was just pretending and didn't really love her at all. That was why he refused to accept her as his daughter, and that he was even willing to hand her over to someone else and abandon her as if she was just a material thing that was easy to give away. "My daddy won't do that to me," she muttered and continued to cry. Sam patted Beryl on the back and coaxed her patiently to stop crying. His eyebrows furrowed and wondered why Jacob changed so much. What on earth had happened to him before he returned to Jingshi City? It was still a big mystery, and Sam was going to find out why, especially now that Beryl was in his hands, he was going to focus on Jacob next. After Sam let Beryl be washed off and changed into fresh clothes, they both headed towards the hospital. They both felt relieved to hear that the doctors were able to save Jack and any day from now, he would be able to wake up. Once Jack was settled in his own room, Jacob took Beryl for a DNA test. He couldn't stand the persistence of Sam and the child, so he had to know for sure whether this girl really was telling the truth or that she was just spouting lies to gain money from him. Beryl was hesitant to come with Jacob at first, but she obeyed when Sam reassured her and even behaved well during the test. On the other hand, Sam felt to be placed in a complicated mood while he waited in the waiting room. Was it really necessary for Jacob to do a DNA test? Did he really not believe that Beryl was his biological daughter? Whatever the case, Sam expected that the results would confirm, hoping that it would make Jacob finally believe without a doubt. With the innovation of technology, the test results came out quickly. Jacob stood up from his seat to grab the test result, while Beryl stayed beside Sam, both of which knew what was written on that paper without having to see. Jacob immediately placed his eyes on the bottom of the paper and found out that the little girl was indeed his own child. He looked at Beryl, who was looking back at him as if saying, 'I told you so'. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown as he returned his gaze back on the paper, but his mind was lost in his thoughts. 'That little girl really is my child. In that case, who is her biological mother then?'As his memory took him down the lane, he recalled someone named Emily, who was still quite blurry in his mind. 'Is she Beryl's mother?'
