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Chapter 3

Suddenly, the phone in the living room rang.

Omar turned around, walked to the phone, and picked it up.

The town chief said on the phone, "Omar, I’m sorry for your loss."

Then, he changed his tone and seriously warned, "But I heard Old Alpha Craig and his quintuplets will come to our town. I hope you can deal with your family matter properly. Don't let Little Moony kneel at the gate anymore. We don't want Old Alpha Craig to know such a scandal because it will affect the image of our town."

He cared more about whether he could be promoted smoothly than the image of the town!

Omar cursed in his heart but said with a smile, "Yes, sir. I will deal with this matter as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, he pushed the door open with a frown and saw Little Moony motionlessly curl up on the ground.

Her beautiful long blond hair was buried in the snow, her toes were red from the cold, her small face was abnormally flushed, and her eyelashes were covered with snowflakes.

And she pursed her lips while tightly holding the little brown bear, looking pitiful and helpless.

Omar frowned at her unbelievably pretty face despite her discomfiture and thought of the woman he had picked up six years ago.

Little Moony resembled her very much.

When he had met the woman in a mess in the deserted valley, she had been covered with injuries. But her face was as beautiful as that of the Moon Goddess. So, he had instantly fallen in love.

He had been so obsessed with her that he had brought her home. After getting along with her for a few days, he found she had lost her memory and been pregnant. But he had still been in love with her and decided to marry her.

In retrospect, he thought he should not have been so stupid back then. How could he have married a woman of unknown background?

As for Little Moony...

Omar's face became gloomier when he strode up to her and kicked her belly without hesitation.

The pain woke Little Moony up.

She frowned, softly groaned in pain, hugged the little bear in her arms, and struggled to open her eyes.

Seeing Omar’s cold face, Little Moony stubbornly pursed her lips. Thinking of what he had said before leaving last night, she couldn't help explaining in a faint voice, "I didn't kill the baby..."

"How dare you lie!"

Her words reminded him how his son had tragically died young, so he flew into a rage and kicked her hard.

After Little Moony flew forward for nearly one meter, her head hit the wall heavily, and blood instantly gushed out.

She groaned in pain, tilted her head, and passed out.

Omar's face became serious. The chief had specially made a call to warn him not to cause any trouble today.

If Little Moony died...

He swallowed hard and walked over to check her breath.

Confirming she was still breathing weakly, he couldn't help snorting, thinking she was indeed hardy.

He grabbed her by her clothes and dragged her back home.

The officer had told him not to make trouble outside but could not blame him for punishing his daughter at home.

Omar dragged the fainted girl to the kennel in the corner where a lazy dog was sleeping.

Standing in front of the kennel, he commanded with a serious face, "Milk, come out."

Milk lazily raised its eyes to glance at him and slowly walked out.

Omar stepped forward, threw Little Moony into the kennel, kicked the door shut, and locked it, saying, "Little beast, wait for death in the kennel alone!"

Then, he entered the house with the dog.

The kennel was pitch-black, and the stench constantly irritated Little Moony's nose.

She moved her fingers and opened her eyes with difficulty, realizing this was Milk's room.

She covered her small nose with her hand, but the stench kept getting into her nose. She was wet all over, and her nose was full of the unpleasant smell of the dog. And she had a severe headache and felt extremely uncomfortable, yearning for fresh air.

So, she crawled to the door and pushed it hard. But she failed to open it, suffered severe abrasions to her fingers, and even bled.

She tightly pursed her lips and pushed the door with all her strength. But the door remained motionless until she was exhausted.

She then lay in the kennel in pain and yelled in despair.

Suddenly, that strange voice said again, "Little Moony, ask your grandpa for help!"

Little Moony blinked, wiped the blood off her face with her fingers, gathered her consciousness, and used the mind link to call her grandpa for help.

"Grandpa, hurry up to save me. He locked me in the kennel at the door. It stinks. I can't breathe..."

Old Alpha Craig was rushing to Bradford when hearing her call for help again.

Hearing her weak voice, he showed a gloomy face and urged the driver, saying, "Hurry up! Drive faster!"

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