Just because his lover was in a bad mood, Leonore’s boyfriend, threw her necklace into a dog cage and left her to fight the dogs in the cage for his lover's amusement.
He laughed at her miserable appearance, but stopped at the moment before she was about to be bitten.
"Leonore, have you ever looked yourself at the mirror? Your lowly appearance is not worthy of me at all!"
He walked away with his lover in his arms amidst laughter, leaving Leonore alone to endure the ridicule of everyone.
Everyone knew that Leonore was Hamish Schmidt's bootlicker. She loved him so much that she was willing to give up her own dignity.
Looking at the bleeding scratch on her palm, she silently calculated the date in her mind.
In another month, the dangerous period of Hamish's rejection reaction would be completely over.
The one in his body, the heart from her beloved, would no longer have any more changes.
At that time, she could leave completely.
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"Leonore, aren't you the one who loves Hamish the most? Why are you here?"
When Leonore hurried over, she saw Hamish surrounded by a group of people, with a familiar look of indifference on his face.
In the cage in front of him, there was a fierce and ferocious big dog lying on its stomach, with a shiny circle around its neck, as if it was wearing something.
The moment she saw the silver-white chain around the big dog's neck, her blood seemed to freeze in an instant. She was about to rush forward regardless of anything, but she was grabbed by someone next to her, her arm twisted and she was forced to half-kneel on the ground.
A mocking voice sounded. "Yo, in such a hurry, is it because you can't hold back your excitement when you see your kind?"
He insulted Leonore if she was the same kind as the dog, then she received a sneer from the other.
"Everyone knows that Leonore is Hamish's bootlicker. Isn't she the same kind as the big dog in this cage? Haha ...."
"If you ask me, she's not even as good as this big dog. At least it can really get the love and care of Hamish!"
The sound of laughter rang out, but she pretended not to hear it. She just stared at Hamish, trying to find some clues on his face.
"Hamish, you know how important this necklace is to me, why did you do this!"
She let out a painful roar.
This necklace was not expensive, but it was the last thing her mother gave her before she passed away.
When the man asked her for it, she actually did not want to hand it over. But she could not stand his insulting, and looking at those dark eyes, she softened her heart.
He had promised to take good care of it, but now he had put it around the dog's neck.
How could she not see even the phone call that tricked her into coming over here under the pretext that Hamish was in trouble was made at Hamish's instruction?
Just to humiliate her and let her see this heart-wrenching scene.
Before he could give Leonore an answer, Sarah Lewis beside her spoke softly, tears streaming down her face.
"Leonore, don't blame Hamish. It's all because my skin is too delicate and got rubbed red by the chain by accident."
Sarah spoke as she rolled up her sleeves, revealing a white and tender arm.
She was afraid the red marks on it would be invisible if it was any later.
"Hamish did this to vent his anger on me. This cheap stuff is not expensive, so don't worry about it."
Sarah waved her hand in disgust, as if she had touched something dirty.
Hamish pursed his lips and looked at Leonore coldly. "It's just a chain, don't be so petty."
But then, he immediately looked away as if he was uncomfortable with my gaze.
