After All the Hurt, She Chose Herself novel Chapter 125

Relying on her childhood memories, Aria quickly found the garden.

That golden form was huddled in a doghouse, trembling. The wind blew past, carrying Aria's scent with it.

The old dog's ears instantly perked up. He looked at Aria, his tongue lolling out, and barked twice. As he tried to stand, his movements were no longer nimble.

A chain was tightly fastened around the dog's neck. He wanted to run into Aria's arms and whimper for affection, but the chain held him fast, preventing him from taking another step.

But his gaze was as pure as it had always been.

Aria felt a hollow, aching void open up in her chest.

As she got closer, she realized just how terrible Rufus's living conditions were.

His fur was damp from the recent rain, and after drying in the cold, it had matted into clumps.

Aria touched him, and tears couldn't help but fall.

She had thought that at the Brent estate, with Charles around, Rufus wouldn't be affected by her fallout with the family.

She never imagined Rufus would be living like this.

She quickly unfastened the chain.

Rufus hadn’t been a purchased dog.

He was a stray that she and Charles had found together on their way home from school.

He should be her dog, not left at the Brent estate.

She had to take Rufus with her!

“Who told you to unchain him?”

A hand gripped Aria’s wrist, yanking her to her feet.

“This animal is dangerous.”

It was Charles.

Aria looked up at him, tears still on her face, but she immediately retorted, “Rufus has never bitten anyone without reason!”

“He almost bit Flora.”

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