But Mia was gone, and I could no longer tell myself that his willingness to make such a promise showed that he cared for us.
My daughter's death shattered my illusion, and I could no longer deceive myself.
"Please take a look at the divorce agreement. I'll only take what's mine. If there's no problem, just sign and go through the process!"
I sent him the screenshot of the scheduled divorce date and then strode away.
It was so painful that I felt like walking on the edge of a knife.
My suffering was almost over.
Looking at my back, Gary frowned. He pressed his twitching eyelids and called Wade, his secretary.
"Wade, help me buy a pure white Pomeranian, send it to my daughter, and tell her that it's a puppy I saved. Also, tell her to wait for me at home."
As soon as I reached the gate of the cemetery, I received a call from the cemetery manager.
"Ms. Chase, your daughter's grave has been dug up!"
I was enraged by those words. After confirming it again, I started to feel dizzy.
I almost ran to Mia's grave.
The master said Mia was destined to lack water element in her life. So, he suggested we call her Mia.
It was also the master who helped me to choose that spot in the cemetery for Mia.
Mia loved puppies, so I personally carved Mia's name and made her tombstone in the shape of a puppy.
"Gary, the master was right! Even the tombstone is carved in the shape of a puppy. It seems that this is the resting place chosen by God for my dog!"
When I arrived there in a panic, Linda had already put the dog's urn into Mia's grave, and Mia was nowhere to be found.
Gary was helping to re-bury the urn with a shovel in his hand.
I rushed over and snatched the shovel from Gary's hand.
"Stop it! Do you know what you are doing?"
I glared at him with bloodshot eyes and roared,
"Do you know whose grave this is? How dare you dig it?"
My extremely ferocious look scared Linda so much that she shrank behind Gary.
She grabbed Gary's hand and explained to me with tears in her eyes,
"What can I do to get you off my back, Rachel? I just want to find a place to bury my poor dog and her three puppies. Why are you making things difficult for us for an unknown dog? This tombstone clearly shows it belongs to a newly dead dog. I've already paid a fortune to the family as compensation, and the family has also agreed to let us dispose of the urn at will. Why are you here to stop us now?"