In summer, she complained it was too hot and her makeup wouldn’t stay perfect.
By the time autumn arrived, the invitations were finally sent out.
My father drove with relatives for a full 30 hours to arrive at the mating ceremony.
But Rita said her dog was sick and she didn’t want to have any regrets, so she postponed it again.
Rita’s chosen mate broke off with her on the spot, and my father was so angry that he was hospitalized.
But I’ve suffered enough.
I said seriously to William, ‘I’ve canceled the mating ceremony.’
At the same time, Rita’s scream came from the other end of the phone: ‘Brother! Puppy is foaming at the mouth!’
William’s attention immediately shifted to Rita.
Half an hour later, a series of notification sounds exploded on my phone.
Rita posted an update:
“I thought Julia was being kind and cooking for the puppy, but I didn’t expect she was actually trying to poison it. The puppy foamed at the mouth after eating the food she made. How could anyone have the heart to hurt such an adorable dog? [Heartbroken] Even if she doesn’t like me, she shouldn’t take it out on the puppy. Thankfully, my brother spoils puppy~”
The accompanying picture showed them sitting in a couple’s booth at a fancy restaurant.
The chef was on the ground feeding the dog.
The comment section was unanimously tagging me:
“How shameful that a child has a mother like her. That omega is absolutely vicious. How could anyone be so heartless as to poison such a cute puppy? She should be the one crawling on the ground and feeding the dog, not the chef.”
“Disgusting. And she dares to act innocent after doing something like that?”
“Poor puppy… to be treated like this, just because she couldn’t handle her own jealousy.”
I didn’t engage in self-doubt and tried to justify myself like I used to.
Instead, I calmly blocked Rita and slept soundly.
The next day at the checkout, William was waiting in the lobby.
“It was finally discovered that the puppy was ill because it ate chocolate. It wasn’t your fault. You were wrongly accused before, and I will clear your name.”
He softened his tone with rare gentleness:
“I told Rita that a specialist will be responsible for the dog’s food from now on. You’re pregnant for months, it’s not convenient for you.”
After saying that, he stared at my face with a hint of expectation.
But he was disappointed.
I didn’t burst into tears of gratitude and throw myself into his arms like I used to.
I just nodded calmly.
In the past, I treated everyone in William’s pack with sincerity, even the dog.
But all I got in return was disdain and contempt.
Even maids know I am nothing for William’s family.
So, they forced me to clean up the dog’s poop, therefore I suffered from severe morning sickness.
I threw up so much I couldn’t eat for three days.
I will never do such a stupid thing again.
