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Chapter 209 Are You Going to Leave Me Again?
Getting picked on?
I followed his pointing finger and spotted the black dog that had been growling nearby the
whole time.
Protecting it?
Did he mean the big golden retriever he was holding?
For a split second, I almost burst into laughter, but then I was caught between chuckles
and tears. The moment he handed me the fluffy golden retriever and shakily got back on
its feet, leaning against the wall, he pointed at the black dog and commanded, “Come
over here and say you’re sorry!”
The black dog, spooked by the sudden movement, tucked its tail and scooted back a few
steps. It seemed to respect the golden retriever’s size and did not run, just kept a wary
distance.
When the black dog did not budge, Idris strode right up to it.
I had figured the golden retriever was probably picked on by the black dog, which was why
it had not scampered off. However, after a quick check, I found the golden retriever was
injury- free and as perky as ever. It must have figured Idris was going after the black dog
because it started to frolic and wag its tail, following right behind him.
The black dog would not move, and the golden retriever did not want to get too close. It
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdid not take long for Idris to grab it and haul it by the scruff into an alley.
The golden retriever, not at all worried, just happily tagged along, tail wagging, as Idris
held the black dog by the neck. The black dog did not dare snap at Idris, who lectured,
“You’d better not bully your friend again, or else…”
He paused, glancing down at the black dog’s underside, and that’s when I caught sight of
the black dog’s little red ‘embarrassment‘./
I was suddenly breathless. Was this the ‘bullying‘ Idris was talking about?
He was definitely plastered, and not just a little tipsy. Why should he care if two lovestruck
dogs were having a midnight romp in the alley? There he was, giving the black dog a piece
of
his mind.
I could not help but listen as he rambled on to the black dog, his words a jumbled mess.
He kept repeating the same six words, “Don’t you dare bully your lady!”
Man, I really wish I had brought my phone. This was one of those moments I wished I could
capture and play back for him in the morning.
Trying not to crack up, I called out to Idris, but he was on a mission, dead set on getting an
apology from the black dog and the golden retriever. I knew if I did not pull him away, he
might just orchestrate a doggy wedding right then and there.
The black dog, clearly fed up with his antics, saw its chance to escape when I grabbed
Idris.
It backed off a good distance, barking at the golden retriever, probably trying to convince
it to make a run for it. The golden retriever was having none of it, happily hopping around
Idris, not ready to leave his side.
Chapter 209 Are You Going to Leave Me Again?
Idris, reluctantly dragged by me, gave me a puzzled look and asked, “What’s up? Where
are we headed?“”
“Home,” I said, knowing full well the state he was in.
The word ‘home‘ seemed to sober him up a bit, and he followed me without protest. But
after a few steps, he paused, as if he had just thought of something, and started fishing in
his pockets.
I raised an eyebrow at him. “What’s up? Lose something?”
He pulled out a bank card and flung it at the black dog, declaring, “Here, go buy a house
and marry your sweetheart.”
The black dog, thinking it was under attack, skittered back in a panic.
I was totally freaking out as I watched the black card fly out of his hand and into the night.
I slapped my forehead in disbelief. That card was worth a fortune, and he just chucked it
away like it was nothing.
Tossing it to a person would be one thing, but to a dog, and for a wedding, no less… This
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I bit back the snarky comments bubbling up at the sight of the drunken mess and
retrieved the
card.
Lips pressed together, I steeled myself and hauled him back to the car. After that whole
ordeal, it was already one in the morning.
Worn out, I drove him to Clearwater Residence.
Idris was slumped in the seat, so still I thought he was out cold. I debated whether to let
him crash in the car or to haul him inside. That was when his eyes snapped open, and he
looked at me. Those deep black eyes that usually seemed so cold now looked almost…
innocent.
His
gaze made me feel oddly guilty. “We’re home,” I said. “I’ll take you inside.”
He cocked his head, peering at the villa, and asked, “Where is this? You’re not ditching me
again, are you?”
Again? Ditching?
I swallowed the lump in my throat and fought the urge to slap my forehead again. “This is
your place, dude. You’re home.”
Chapter 210 But what if you can’t find your way out?
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