Chapter 209


    Chapter 209 Are You Going to Abandon Me Again?


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    Beat the wife?


    Following the direction he pointed, I saw the big ck dog that had been growling nearby just a


    moment ago.


    Protected it?


    Are you referring to therge Golden Retriever in his arms?


    For a few seconds, I wanted tough, but then I was left in a state of disbelief. After it pushed the


    Golden Retriever in its arms towards me and struggled to stand up against the wall, it looked at the big


    ck dog and said, “Youe here, apologize to it!”


    When the big ck dog saw him stand up, it was so scared that it tucked its tail and backed up a few


    steps. Probably because of the big golden retriever, it didn’t n to run, but just guarded from a


    distance.


    Seeing the big ck dog not moving, Walter walked straight towards it.


    I originally thought that this Golden Retriever was probably really bullied by the ck dog, so it didn’t


    run away. However, after a private check, I found that the Golden Retriever was not hurt at all and wast


    still very lively. It was probably because it saw Walter going after the ck dog, so it wagged its tail and


    followed Walter, jumping around happily.


    The big ck dog refused to leave, and the Golden Retriever was reluctant to approach it. It was


    caught by Walter after only a few steps, and Walter dragged it by the neck into the alley.


    Seeing the big ck dog being caught, the Golden Retriever was not anxious, just wagging its tail and


    following Walter around. The ck dog didn’t dare to bite Walter, who was holding it by the neck and


    warning, “You are not allowed to bully your wife in the future, or else…”


    At this point, he turned his gaze to the lower body of the ck dog. It was only then that I saw the ck


    dog’s lipstick hade out.


    For a moment, I couldn’t catch my breath. Was this what Walter meant by bullying in his words?


    Indeed, he was drunk, and not just a little. He was frolicking with two dogs in the alley in the middle of


    the night, both parties enjoying each other’spany. When did it be his business? He was intent


    on lecturing the little dog.


    He had been talking to the ck dog for a long time, nonsensically, but the message was just six


    words, “Don’t bully the daughter-inw.”


    Honestly, I really regretted not bringing my phone. I really wanted to record this rare scene to show him


    tomorrow.


    Suppressing augh, I called out to Walter, but he seemed determined. to make the big ck dog and


    the golden retriever apologize. I knew that if I didn’t drag him away, he might even end up forcing the


    two dogs to get married and have puppies right there.


    The big ck dog seemed to have been annoyed by him. Seeing me pulling Walter, it took the


    opportunity to retreat far back, barking at the golden retriever, presumably intending to have the golden


    retriever leave with it. However, the golden retriever seemed to really like


    Walter and had no intention of leaving, instead bouncing around by Walter’s side.


    Walter was dragged by me, somewhat reluctantly looking at me and


    asking, “What’s wrong? Where are we going?”


    “Go home.” Knowing he was drunk, I didn’t continue to talk to him much.


    Upon hearing the words “going home”, the man became much morepliant and followed me.


    However, after a few steps, as if he had remembered something, he stopped and began searching for


    something in his pocket.


    I was puzzled, frowning at him, “What’s wrong? Lost something?”


    He pulled out a bank card from his pocket and threw it towards the ck dog, saying, “For you to buy a


    house and get married.”


    The ck dog thought it was Walter who threw something at it, and it was so scared that it jumped


    back several steps.


    I felt terrible, looking at the ck card that was thrown away in the distance, I couldn’t help but hold my


    forehead. How much wealth was that? He said he would throw it away and he did.


    It was bad enough to be thrown to people, but to be thrown to a dog for its wedding was even worse.


    He really was a talent.


    Suppressing the urge toin about this drunk, I picked up the


    bank card.


    Biting her lip, she steeled herself and pulled the person back into the car. After all this fuss, it was


    already one o’clock in the morning.


    I was somewhat exhausted, and had driven people to Water Vi.


    In the car, Walter was leaning against the seat, motionless. I thought he had fallen asleep. I was


    hesitating whether to let him sleep in the


    car for the night, or to figure out a way to get him back into the house.


    He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me. His originally deep and clear ck eyes, devoid of


    their usual indifference, now seemed somewhat innocent.


    Feeling a bit guilty under his gaze, I spoke up, “We’re home, let me walk you in.”


    He tilted his head, his attractive eyes looking towards the vi, and after a moment of thought, he


    asked, “Where is this? Are you going to abandon me again?”


    Again?


    Lost?


    I…


    I moistened my lips, resisting the urge to touch my forehead, and said to him, “This is your home,


    you’re home now.”