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One weekend, my girlfriend Jolene asked me to help feed her childhood sweetheart's dog.
But when I arrived with the dog food, the massive pit bull immediately pounced on me, viciously tearing at my flesh.
Luckily, a neighbor rescued me from the dog's jaws, but my face was left with permanent, disfiguring scars.
I was emotionally shattered, yet Jolene berated me:
"You must have fed it wrong and made it angry. You only ruined your looks, but Bella lost her life!"
Finally, the overwhelming stress drove me to jump from a high-rise.
After my death, I saw Jolene embracing her childhood sweetheart:
"Darling, you're so clever. Starving Bella for a few days beforehand worked perfectly. Now that he's dead, we can finally be together."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Jolene asked me to feed the dog.

Her Lover Sets Dog On Me, Girlfriend Says It's No Big Deal

She had been rebuffed by Mrs. St. Clair, and after returning home, she inexplicably felt dizzy and nauseous. Upon examination, she discovered she was pregnant.


Based on the timing, it was undoubtedly Fintan's child.


"Jolene, with this baby, Aunt and Uncle will surely forgive us for the sake of their grandchild."


Fintan wasn't wrong. Mr. St. Clair, who had been furious upon learning of their secret marriage and had called Jolene an ungrateful wretch, had no choice but to forgive them once he heard Jolene was carrying Fintan's child.


After all, it wasn't his own flesh that had been bitten by the dog. He could easily forgive Fintan; only when the knife pierces your own skin do you truly understand the pain.


Not only that, he even went to the hospital to persuade Mrs. St. Clair to let go of her grudges, suggesting that in the future, the whole family could gather together to make lasagna.


Chapter 10