I asked Mr Dawson to take care of my parents’ house in Beverly Hills since there was no one want to live there anymore. Well, I don’t want to since the house truly brings back the painful memories. So I think it will better for Mr Dawson to handle it for me….since I’m a useless heir of Harrison’s family.
My old closest maid, Mr Goodwin sent me my pet, Max this morning at my apartment. And Max looked so healthy and really did miss me so much.
"Hey.....boy." I rubbed my Siberian Husky's belly, my beloved dog, Max. "Do you miss me that much, huh?"
He answered me back by barking then licked me on my right cheek.
"You're so cute," I patted the Max's head. "Come, let me brush you. Sit here….”
He barked again and his tail wiggled as if he liked my idea.
Bella was not here yet maybe probably having a date with that guy.
Argh.... I hate this feeling that I currently feel right now.
It made me uneasy and angry all the time. I don’t know why but that guy really pissed me off.
"Hey Max..... this is our new house, you know." I said to my dog while patted his head. "It's nice, right?"
He barked at me again then running around the living room before coming back to me again to ask me to pat his head.
I laugh, "Good boy!"
"Alright.... I need to work on my assignment," I put my backpack on the sofa in the living room. "So I need you to behave okay?"
He barked once again as if he understood me.
I set Max's special pillow and also his stuffs so he could be more comfortable with the new apartment then headed back to the living room, laying on the couch with my laptop on my stomach to work on with my assignment.
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