Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 127 You Don’t Deserve to Be a Mother

“Why did I go out? Why did I leave this place? If I had stayed in the villa all this time, it wouldn’t… it wouldn’t have… I deserve to die!”

As she muttered to herself, Sam felt even sorrier for her. He was the one who had brought Bliss into her life, yet this had still resulted in Deirdre having an emotional breakdown.

“Ms. McKinnon, don’t say that. This is not your fault!”

Deirdre was crying, so she was incapable of hearing Sam’s remark. She propped herself up and walked forward step by step.

“Ms. McKinnon!” Sam attempted to stop her because it was a truly gruesome scene. “Don’t go. You’re going to get dirty.”

‘Dirty? I’m the dirty one. If someone else had taken care of Bliss, perhaps it would still be chewing on a toy now. I’m the one who caused its death.’

“Not dirty… Bliss is not dirty at all. How can it be dirty?” Deirdre stretched out her arms to feel the ground until she touched Bliss at last. She broke into tears of joy and held Bliss in her arms.

“Ms. McKinnon…”

not informing you before we headed out, right? I didn’t do that on purpose. I bought you your favorite toy and a shirt. If there comes a day when

musical theater after receiving a call from Sam. He found Deirdre sitting alone in a pool of blood and saw the

dogs, he was still stunned upon witnessing the

in blood. He felt as if

and he could not breathe after seeing the confused expression

“What happened?”

We came home and found the dog in the

you check

the results

step forward, clutched her wrist, and said, “Stop acting like a mad woman, Deirdre! The dog is already decomposing. Follow me upstairs so you can take a

she wrapped her arms around Bliss tightly in an attempt to warm up its corpse with her body

going to come

deceiving yourself? It’s just a dog. Do you have to be

you? Get

‘Child?’