My Fiancé Asked Me to Bury the Lover's Dog

Although he never loved me, he could tell what I was thinking about at a glance after dating me for a year.

The next second, he kicked away our rings.

I staggered over to pick it up but confronted a grinning dog.

A low growl came from its throat. I stepped back to show I didn't want to harm it, but it walked closer to me step by step.

"Toby, stop! That's my sister!" Hazel said.

It was her dog.

But sadly, it didn't listen to her order.

Or maybe it did exactly what its owner wanted him to do.

It mauled my hand as I was picking up the ring, tearing it madly.

Hazel burst into tears out of fear, "Mom and Dad, what should I do? Toby doesn't listen to me!"

"Clark, Oscar, please help her, but don't hurt Toby as well. If it hadn't found someone to save me, I would have died long ago..." she added.

No one cared about what I was going to suffer in the first place.

With her words, everyone just watched it abusing me.

When it bit a piece of flesh off my leg, the sharp pain even made me unable to scream.

"Don't waste your time caring about her, Hazel. Toby is revenging for you! Besides, even a dog knows she's guilty, so why should we help her?"

Clark crossed his arms and watched me coldly as I struggled to resist the dog's crazy attack.

I shouted, "Oscar, please, help me!

"I didn't kill Hazel! I didn't kill her!

"Mom, Dad, I really didn't push Hazel! She jumped off the deck herself..."

I don't want to be killed by a dog.

It hurt so much.

But no one was moved by my plea.

When I was exerting all my strength to keep that mad dog from biting me, my father, Winston Sullivan, rushed over and drove it away.

I lay on the ground and thanked him with a forced smile.

"Thank you, Dad..."

However, he kicked me hard.

I suddenly spat out some blood, but no one cared.

"You bastard! How dare you treat your sister's savior like that? Do you think your sister will slander you? You almost killed her before, and now you intend to kill her dog. How dare you call her name while refusing to apologize? Why did I give birth to a beast like you?"

Hazel immediately ran over and pulled Winston, who continued to kick me, with tears.

"Dad, I'm back now. We're all family. Don't blame her. We can guide her to the right path slowly in the future!" she said.

"No! I'll definitely make her aware of what is right today!" he shouted, "Hazel, you're too kind. I won't kill her, so just relax!"

Hazel said to me, "Leah, just let Dad vent his anger, okay? Don't let his rage harm his health!"

"Hazel, you have been too good to her for so many years that she is totally spoiled! Now, she could even kill her own sister!" Alice also kicked my belly hard with her pointy high-heeled shoes.

The blood stuck in my throat and made me feel uneasy.

I wanted to explain, but I didn't know where to start.

They just unleashed their rage on me, treating me as a punching bag.

"Are you finally going to regret what you have done?" Alice said.

"Leah, apologize to Hazel and promise you'll never hurt her again!" Winston said.

"Leah, say something! Once you admit you're wrong, dad won't hit you anymore," Hazel said.

I could only vaguely see them moving but was no longer able to answer them.

I didn't know why they all blamed me.

Maybe my birth was wrong in their eyes.

Once a priest warned me that I would die miserably; indeed, it was miserable enough for me to be beaten to death by the most beloved people in my entire life.

I couldn't help but weep.

Maybe they were tired of abusing me and didn't want to be held responsible for my death.

They surrounded the crying Hazel and left.

They were going to celebrate her resurrection, which had nothing to do with me.

After waking up from a coma, I moved my fingers and felt something sticky on the ground.

My stomach was about to kill me with the pain, and there seemed to be a hammer thumping my head. I couldn't help but vomit blood.

With the brain tumor and advanced gastric cancer, I believed I was about to leave this world soon.

Enduring the pain, I called the funeral organizer, "Hello, can you come to this address and help collect the body now?"

However, that man hesitantly said, "Ms. Sullivan, your one-stop funeral service order has been canceled by your mother."