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I drove Donna to the mall, and it was already dark by the time we came out.
On the other side, Susan noticed from the home surveillance that I hadn’t gone to feed the
dog yet. She thought I wasn’t going to come, so she quickly found Yohan to discuss.
Just as I was about to drive Donna back, Yohan called me. I put it on speaker on purpose so
Donna could hear as well.
Yohan said, “Violet, didn’t you say you’d go feed Susan’s dog? Did you forget?”
I pretended to be shocked. “Oh, no. I didn’t remember until you mentioned it. I’ll go right now.”
Yohan replied, “Well, hurry up then. Don’t be late.”
After hanging up the phone, I said to Donna with an apologetic look, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Donna
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Coleman. I forgot that Susan asked me to feed her dog. How about we go to her place first and then I’ll take you home?”
Donna had watched Susan grow up and had a much deeper affection for her than for me.
Hearing that we were going to Susan’s place, Donna agreed without thinking.
All my efforts today were finally paying off, and I finally got Donna there.
In my last life, after I got disfigured, Donna had come to humiliate me, telling me to stay away from Yohan as soon as possible.
She said she would never allow a hideous person to marry Yohan and that Susan was the Yohan’s wife she had long approved of, blaming me for getting in the way.
When we got to the downstairs of Susan’s house building and were about to enter the
elevator, I turned to Donna and said, “Mrs. Donna Coleman, I think I left my phone in the car. Why
don’t you go up first?”
Just then, the elevator arrived, so Donna went up first. I stood outside, looking at her with a
smile.
After she left, I took another elevator to the floor below Susan’s and was about to go up the
stairs.
But as I got out of the elevator, I heard a shrill scream.
“Ah! Help!” It was Donna’s voice.
I hid in the stairwell. Even though there was a door between us, the screams still clearly
reached my ears. Besides, there were also a few barks from the dog.
I pressed against the door tightly, afraid that the beast would smell me and attack. At the
same time, I called the police right away.
Donna’s screams soon attracted the attention of the neighbors. Maybe because the time
was different in this life, the kind–hearted neighbor who had saved me wasn’t home at that
moment, and no one dared to step forward to help.
The pit bull was a fierce breed of dog, and it was prohibited to raise it in the urban area. I
didn’t know how Susan had managed to sneak it in.
The dog was as tall as an adult woman when it stood up. And it had been starved for several days. With Donna’s body, she might not even be enough for it to eat.
The police arrived quickly, and it took them some effort to kill the dog.
Donna was lying on the ground, covered in wounds. It seemed she was seriously injured.
The property management staff, seeing this scene, was so scared that his legs went weak and immediately called Susan, saying, “Ms. Morgan, your dog bit someone. Come back and deal
with it quickly.”
Susan’s voice was excited. “How could this happen? I’ll come back right away.”
She didn’t know yet that the person being bitten wasn’t me.
