The SUV had barely rolled into the driveway of the villa when Snow scampered to the rear car door, her tail wagging in anticipation.
He let out soft, eager whines as he waited.
Ian stepped out of the car and bent down to give Snow's neck a gentle squeeze. "Stay back from your mom for now, okay? You've got germs, and we can't risk anything with the baby on the way."
Snow let out a couple of defiant barks but obediently took a few steps back.
As Ian helped Clara out of the car, Snow could no longer contain his excitement.
He pranced around Clara, clearly yearning for affection.
Yet, he stayed put, not daring to come too close.
Clara gestured to him. "Come here, Snow. Don't listen to your dad. Let mommy give you a little love."
Snow heard her invitation and dashed over to Clara, circling her before settling at her feet, his whines growing louder.
Clara stroked his fur and chuckled. "Mommy's missed you too, Snow. But I can't pick you up just yet. How about a big hug after the baby's born, okay?"
Snow seemed to nod, his glossy black eyes shimmering with understanding.
Ian helped Clara back to her feet. "Don't squat for too long. It's not good for the baby. And be careful—it's chilly out here. You don't want to catch a cold."
He guided Clara toward the house, his eyes dancing with barely contained excitement.
Snow led the way, his excitement palpable as he glanced back at Clara every few steps.
Upon reaching the second-floor bedroom, Snow was about to perform his usual trick of leaping up to nudge the door open, but Ian stopped him.
"Snow, go play downstairs. Mom and Dad have some important things to take care of."
Snow whined in protest as if to say he hadn't had enough time with Clara.
But one stern look from Ian, and he sulked away, head hung low.
Clara was about to speak when suddenly, darkness enveloped her.
Ian slipped off his black tie and tied it gently around her eyes.
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