“You vile woman! Chloe is allergic to dog hair, and you’re collecting it to hurt her again?”
Again? How laughable. The supposedly rational Andrew lost all reason once Chloe was involved.
Whatever she said, he believed.
When Chloe woke up, she whined for Andrew to help her get dressed. His tender, child-coaxing tone was something I had never once heard directed at me.
Andrew ordered me:
“Chloe’s clothes are all torn. Go fetch the custom dresses that arrived a few days ago.”
I whispered in protest, “Those are mine. They won’t fit her.”
“I had them altered to her size already.” Andrew’s eyes shone with pride, as if waiting to see me crumble.
Chloe, dressed like a colorful butterfly, now had a wardrobe full of luxury couture, each piece both costly and perfectly fitted.
Andrew, who never posted photos on social media, now took shot after shot of Chloe.
His caption: The true lover isn’t beside you but forever in your heart.
After tidying up Buddy’s belongings, I hurried to the clinic.
But before I could leave, Chloe suddenly gasped:
“My necklace! It was right here yesterday!”
“I left it here, how could it just vanish?”
Her words were laced with accusation, all but pointing the finger at me.
Andrew didn’t even think twice before glaring coldly:
“Did you steal Chloe’s necklace? It was here this morning, and now it’s gone. If you dare bully her again, we’ll divorce!”
I laughed bitterly. “She’s not worth my effort.”
“You still deny it? If you don’t apologize, then it’s divorce!”
“Fine! Divorce it is. Marrying you is worse than raising a dog!”
I stormed out, but Andrew’s men blocked my way.
“You packed everything. Now the necklace is missing and you want to run? No way!”
He dragged over several garbage bins and shoved my head inside, warning I couldn’t leave until I found it.
For Buddy’s sake, I searched, retching from the stench, my hands cut open by shards of glass until the blood ran down my arms. Finally, Andrew called it off.
Chloe pinched her nose disdainfully. “Andrew, it’s not here. Maybe she’s hiding it on her.”
Andrew didn’t even lift his eyelids. “Hand it over.”
I forced myself upright, my eyes burning with defiance. “I told you, I didn’t take it.”
“Is that so? Then let’s search.”
At his signal, two burly bodyguards lunged at me.
My blouse was torn, my pants ripped open, my shoes gone save for one.