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Chapter 37
Chapter 37 A Mischievous Companion
Tucker licked her palm, and the ticklish sensation brought Harriet back to reality.
Getting no resistance from Harriet, Tucker boldly extended his paws, as if eager to pounce on her again. Delbert checked Tucker, who then retracted its claws, whimpered, and stared at Harriet pitifully. Harriet was amused. ‘So, this is the fearsome mastiff that the
servants have described.’
Delbert patted Tucker’s head, unknitting his brows.
He was surprised that Tucker hadn't forgotten Harriet even after more than ten years, just like him. Tucker had a temper, making it almost impossible for anyone other
than Delbert and Harriet to approach it.
Since Harriet left back then, it had bitten anyone who crossed its pa
Therefore, ever since Delbert brought Tucker back from Agral City, h had kept it hidden in the mountains. The rumors of its ferocity, hype by ill-intentioned people, spread throughout the villa.
“Why are you here? Don’t you know this is a forbidden place?”
Delbert concealed his mixed feelings, returning to his usual
indifferent demeanor.
Harriet didn’t understand why he was upset and why his initial concern suddenly turned into ice.
But thinking back, she couldn't recall doing anything to anger him the previous night.
“Delbert, | heard from Opal that you skipped breakfast, so | made something for you.”
Harriet beamed, pulling out the lunchbox from behind, and presented
it to Delbert.
Delbert glanced at it, his eyes suddenly darkening.
‘What does this mean? Pushing me away and coaxing me back?’ He thought.
In the morning, she had an agonized expression on her face, muttering in her sleep, “Delbert, go away, go away!” And now, she smiled so sweetly and told him that she had made
breakfast for him.
‘Is she here to please me for Vernon’s sake? Does she still like Vernon
in this life?” He wondered.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.
Delbert could hardly decipher the woman standing before him, so he
simply averted his gaze.
“Follow me back! You are not allowed to come here again without my permission.”
Without sparing another glance at Harriet or the lunchbox in her hand, he turned around and walked away swiftly. “Delbert, don’t walk so fast. Wait for me.”
Harriet didn’t understand why Delbert was angry again. She followed him with an aggrieved look.
But no matter how she called out to him, Delbert never looked back, nor did he stop to wait for her.
Harriet clasped her fingers, her eyes filled with mist.
She secretly made a decision.
She would find a way to make him turn around.
Her eyes swiveled until they landed on the dull dog that was wagging its head.
Ever since she laid eyes on Tucker, she felt an unexplainable connection with it.
‘Tucker, I’m sorry to burden you, but I’ll need your help in winning Delbert over.’ She thought.
Harriet winked at Tucker, who understood her signal, dashed toward her, and knocked the lunchbox out of her hand. With a clang, the lunchbox crashed to the ground. The oatmeal and eggs splattered across the ground.