Chapter 299
I froze. I turned to look at Michael.
"I don't remember I had a dog before…"
I lied.
Michael was taken aback. He changed the topic. "Stephie, don't worry about it if you can't remember it. No need to think back on it. It isn't a good memory."
I entered my room. Before Michael could come in, I closed the door.
Leaning against the door, I pulled up my phone to log into the account. I knew that my parents had a social media account to record my growth.
"Stephie…" Outside, Michael didn't leave.
He seemed to have a lot of things to say.
But I didn't want to hear any of it.
"Stephie… I'm sorry. I know that it's too late now, but I…"
"Mr. Ford, Ms. Bailey fell from the attic. It seems serious."
Michael hadn't finished talking, but Yasmin had already made a move.
Her way of fighting for affection was petty.
As expected, Michael went to check on her.
He was busy.
I watched him go back and forth for Yasmin. He willingly let her toy him around. I felt happy.
I wanted to see Michae

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