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…”

I bought you your favorite toy and a shirt. If there comes a day when my eyes are no longer blind, you’ll put it

He found Deirdre sitting alone in a pool of blood and saw the dismembered, dead dog in her arms in

dogs, he was still stunned upon witnessing the

was drenched in blood. He felt

and he could not breathe after seeing the confused expression on Deirdre’s

“What happened?”

expression was unpleasant. “I’m not very sure. We came home and found the dog in

check the

have the results in

clutched her wrist, and said, “Stop acting like a mad woman,

body was shaking, and she wrapped her arms around Bliss tightly in an

come

you going to stop deceiving yourself? It’s just a dog. Do you have to be so dramatic about

did you? Get up at

‘Child?’