Chapter 127 You Don’t Deserve to Be a Mother

“Why did I go out? Why did I leave this place? If I had stayed in the villa all this time, it wouldn’t… it wouldn’t have… I deserve to die!”

As she muttered to herself, Sam felt even sorrier for her. He was the one who had brought Bliss into her life, yet this had still resulted in Deirdre having an emotional breakdown.

“Ms. McKinnon, don’t say that. This is not your fault!”

Deirdre was crying, so she was incapable of hearing Sam’s remark. She propped herself up and walked forward step by step.

“Ms. McKinnon!” Sam attempted to stop her because it was a truly gruesome scene. “Don’t go. You’re going to get dirty.”

‘Dirty? I’m the dirty one. If someone else had taken care of Bliss, perhaps it would still be chewing on a toy now. I’m the one who caused its death.’

“Not dirty… Bliss is not dirty at all. How can it be dirty?” Deirdre stretched out her arms to feel the ground until she touched Bliss at last. She broke into tears of joy and held Bliss in her arms.

“Ms. McKinnon…”

on purpose. I bought you your favorite toy and a

rushing back from the musical theater after receiving a call from Sam. He found Deirdre sitting alone in a pool of blood and saw the

he was still stunned upon witnessing the

body was drenched in blood. He felt

by something, and he could not breathe

“What happened?”

very sure. We came home

check

have the results in less

the blood. Brendan took a step forward, clutched her wrist, and said, “Stop acting like a mad woman, Deirdre! The dog is already decomposing. Follow me upstairs so you

arms around Bliss tightly in an attempt to warm up its corpse with

going to come alive.

dog. Do you have to be so dramatic about it?! I bet you didn’t even

you? Get up

‘Child?’

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