Chapter 2
Anastasia looked at me innocently. “The guide dog had a fight with my wolf dog, Bailey it was a terrible fight. It was bitten to death. You won’t blame me, right? I didn’t mean it. You can see that Bailey is covered with wounds.”
The eyes were red instantly. There was no wound on the wolf dog.
Seeing the guide dog’s tag in the corner, I rushed over to grab it, but she kicked it away in advance. “It’s unlucky to keep the dead dog’s stuff. I’m doing this for your own good.”
Matthew grabbed my hair. “Look, you’re like a crazy woman. Is it a big deal for just a dog?”
Of course, it was a big deal. The dog had been with us since my mother became blind. It had been more than ten years. He was another relative of mine.
Seeing that I didn’t say anything, he sneered and said, “Anastasia is much more sensible than you. Your dog was made into dog meat buns by her and fed to Bailey. She knows how to save money. She doesn’t have to bury your body. Look, her hands are red. It’s an honor for Bailey to eat it.”
I felt like I was struck by lightning. How could he be so shameless that he didn’t even leave the dog’s body for me. I didn’t know where the strength came from, I broke free from his restraints.
I picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it at him. The corner of his forehead was bleeding he looked at me in disbelief.
In the past, I would feel so distressed when his hand was broken I would run out in the middle of the night to buy medicine for him to bandage.
Now, I hurt him with my own hands. Perhaps my resistance made him sober up a little.
He stroked my hair and said unhappily, “Okay, I’ll apologize to your dog and buy another one.”
I didn’t see any regret in his attitude, only perfunctory. I shook off his hand and walked into my mother’s room to take away all her things.
Now I only had clothes to miss. Mom, I regret falling in love with him. It’s your life and the dog’s life.
When I came to the room, I found that my mother’s things were gone. How could this happen? They were clearly packed.
I came out to question them, only to see Anastasia pick up my mother’s ashes and look at me with ill intentions. “Wanda, you didn’t want to attract Matthew’s attention and pretend to care for the ashes? You are too cold-blooded. How can a daughter curse her mother every day? I think these ashes are good for planting flowers as for this box, it would be great to use it as a dog bowl.”
I ran out quickly, trying to snatch the urn from Anastasia’s hand. During the shove, she fell on the sofa and said to him in tears, “Matthew, it hurts so much, you see, she made me fall.”
Matthew grabbed the box with one hand and looked at me with gritted teeth. “I think you are extremely vicious. Even if it’s just a box of ashes, you want to hurt Anastasia. You are like a rag picker, bringing everything home.”
I wanted to grab it, but he pushed me down and hit the flower bed. My head was covered with blood my nose was full of the smell of blood.
I hugged his legs with blurred vision. “Please, this is my mother, give it back to me.”
He struggled with his legs, but he didn’t let go I held him tightly. He kicked me fiercely I bit his leg in desperation. He kicked me over with all his strength in pain.
Anastasia leaned over with a distressed look on his side. “I can’t bear to bite Matthew. Is it necessary to do this for a gray box? If it were me, I would let Matthew touch anything. You don’t have someone you like outside, do you?”
I was so angry that I stood up and wanted to hit her pitiful face. Before I touched her, he pushed me down.
Matthew squatted down and looked at me. “You are so careless. Anastasia is right. I have given you a status, are you treating me like this?”
It turned out that in his eyes, giving me a status was already a great gift from heaven.
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, I roared at him, “What about you? I told you that my mother is dead, but you don’t believe it. Don’t you understand human words?”
He looked at me with a smile. “How about this, I remember that there are two dog buns left, you eat it. I will believe that this is your mother let you take her away.”
Chapter 3
Hearing his words, I stayed where I was. The sadness in my heart surged in my heart.
Matthew used to say that I was the person he loved the most. During a mission, he met Anastasia. He was attracted by her and went out all the time since then.
Until I found a lipstick mark on his collar one time. I questioned him, but he said, “Anastasia just wants to be with me, not for the name. She is such a pure little girl, don’t bother with her.”
I thought, how could she be a mistress if she was so pure? She even killed my mother. I was stunned for more than a minute. When they thought I gave up, I grabbed the dog bowl, picked up the remaining buns started to swallow hard.
Tears kept flowing, the smell of dog came up. I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but I forced it down. After eating, I looked at him. “Can you give me the ashes? And my mother’s clothes?”
He raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t expect you to be so dramatic for these things. Those clothes smell like old people. Anastasia’s dog just needs a nest. It’s not a waste to use her clothes as a dog nest.”
The blood in my body seemed to freeze I rushed into the dog nest and dug up my mother's clothes.
It was already in a state of disarray I was so heartbroken that I couldn’t breathe. “Matthew, I hate you!”
I looked at him with my eyes wide open. “You don’t remember my mother’s kindness to you at all. Give me her ashes and we can separate.”
I picked up the fruit plate and threw it at him. He seemed to be angry with me and choked me. “You went too far today. You mentioned her saving me eight hundred times. If she didn’t save me, there would be firefighters to save me. She was doing it in vain. Even if she died, she deserved it. I think there is no point in keeping an old woman like her. She should die quickly. It’s best to die outside, so that the house won’t be dirty.”
I was choked so hard that I couldn’t breathe. He let me go when I was about to suffocate.
In a daze, he gave the urn to Anastasia. “You deal with it. I see that she doesn’t tell the truth. She just wants to make trouble for me.”
I tried hard to open my eyes and shouted loudly, “No, please.”
My mother’s ashes were sprinkled into the flower bed in front of me. She also poured water into it. “With ashes and water, the flowers will look beautiful.”
I sat up in despair and slapped myself in the face. “Mom, I regret it, I really regret it.”
At this time, Matthew answered the phone. The caller said, “Hello, sir, we are the organizer of the wedding we are also very sad that your mother-in-law passed away.But we still have to confirm the compensation for burning the room”