"If you want it, go get it yourself. But don't blame me for not reminding you, I definitely don't want a woman who snatches things from a dog."
Hamish raised his chin and gestured the person next to him to open the dog cage, then took a step back, as if leaving a stage for Leonore to perform, or as if drawing a line for Leonore.
Leonore trembled all over. For the first time, she felt that the man in front of her was so unfamiliar.
Hamish knew, when Leonore was child, she was chased by a dog and had a deep psychological trauma towards canine animals. She would even take a detour when she saw them on the street.
But now, he even let her go into the dog cage and fight with the dog in front of everyone's eyes?
She was half-kneeled on the ground and someone next to her pressed her shoulder. Her legs had long been numb. At this moment, he loosened his grip and she fell to the ground, causing another burst of laughter.
The malicious gaze swept back and forth over Leonore’s body. She felt a little dizzy, but still gritted her teeth to prevent the tears from flowing out.
All the sounds around her became blurred. She suppressed her fear, trembling as she almost crawled to the dog cage step by step.
It was the last thing her mother left her. She absolutely could not just throw it away.
It was her mother’s last trace in the world and her last thought.
Then, the laughing crowd fell silent, as if waiting to see Leonore’s good show.
The big black dog stared at her fiercely, and the hot, smelly breath it exhaled hit her face with a "whoosh" sound.
Leonore was sure that as soon as she entered the cage, the dog would immediately pounce on her and bite her.
Unfortunately, she had no room or chance for retreat.
Just as her slender hand was about to touch the cage, the big dog had already crouched down, letting out a low growl.
"Enough!"
She was startled, thinking she was hallucinating, and her hands stopped moving unconsciously.
But Hamish impatiently pinching his forehead, hiding the darkness and ambiguity in his eyes.
"Aaron, go take off the chain on Black Jack's neck and throw it to Leonore! This dirty thing makes me feel annoyed."
The boy called Aaron Gilmore was taken aback, but he still obediently walked over the cage and took off the chain on Black Jack's neck, which was wagging its tail happily.
Then he threw it on the ground in front of Leonore with disgust.
Sarah frowned and opened her mouth to say something, but was silenced by a glance from Hamish.
Leonore ignored the dirt on her body and held the necklace tightly in her hand, fearing that it would be snatched away in the next second.
Her gaze towards Hamish was filled with sorrow.
"Hamish, why do you treat me like this?"
Her face was full of injuries, like a puppy that had been abandoned multiple times.
All Leonore got was unrequited love from him.
"Didn't you say you love me? Why can't you handle such a small matter?"
He reached out and took Sarah into his arms, stroking her waist with his hand.
"Leonore, let me see how much you love me ...."
Everyone followed Hamish like a pack of wolves following their leader. In the corner where no one was paying attention, no one noticed that Leonore eyes suddenly turned cold.
The pain and grievances just now seemed to be illusions, replaced by emotionless indifference.
Leonore slowly stood up and gently put the necklace into her pocket.
She silently calculated the date in her mind.
There was still one month left.
If nothing unexpected happened, Hamish's rejection reaction would completely disappear in just one month.
