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Darling lost at cards and pawned me off to Felicity, the socialite of New York City.
She locked me in an iron cage, leaving me bloody and torn by vicious dogs, enduring endless mockery.
Some said I was an auction item.
Others laughed that I was like a worthless mutt.
Before I passed out, I asked Darling, "Why is it me again? You're the one who signed that betting agreement to help Granger."
She sneered, "What are you yelling for? You're thick-skinned and used to it anyway. Another week or two won't kill you."
With that, she took Granger's arm - her male bestie - and left, chatting and laughing.
But what she didn't know...
This time, the collateral period was permanent.

Darling Gambled Me Away

This time, I could finally see the whole picture.


I followed a small path to the garden and suddenly saw Felicity playing with a little girl.


Her eyebrows and eyes were just like mine.


At that moment, my whole heart was in turmoil.


The little girl, as if sensing something, suddenly turned her head and smiled when she saw me.


My heart suddenly trembled, and I was completely stunned.


Felicity was also stunned, never expecting that I could come here.


The little girl ran towards me like a whirlwind, hugging my leg tightly, and said in a sweet voice, "Daddy, pick me up."


"Lemon, you're mistaken. He's not your daddy," Felicity said, coming to her senses and trying to pull Lemon away.


But Lemon held onto my pant leg tightly.


Chapter 8