Ugly Wife Of Blind Man
The Part 86
"Valerie!!"
..."Rated tempered: 30."...
A headache accompanied by a strange bell felt in her head, Valerie's expression stiffened. His anger score reached 30, why was this man so angry?
Victor's dark eyes stared at the dog in Valerie's arms sharply. "Peating dogs is not allowed here."
"But he's hurt. If I throw it away, this dog will starve to death." Valerie hugged the dog tightly. "Other than that, I like it."
Victor let out a cold snort with increasingly gloomy eyes. "I don't want it. Think for yourself how he should live without living here "
Victor immediately went off on his own.
Valerie stared at her cold back until it disappeared. His head hurt, but his brain was spinning. Why does Victor dislike this dog so much? If he really doesn't like small animals, then Brownie won't be kept here.
***
At night, Valerie had made a simple place for the dog to rest. And he said goodbye with a funny voice. "Little dog, I'll sleep first. Sleep well. You can call me if you need anything."
Valerie had fed him until the puppy's lethargic face disappeared without a trace. He also washed it clean. After being relieved and satisfied, Valerie returned to her room.
Opening the door casually, Valerie's gaze was fixed on the figure lying on the bed. He was wearing black pajamas, his back was facing towards him, and it was emitting a cold aura from not wanting to be approached.
The headache and ringing in his head did not decrease at all let alone stop, of course without explaining, the man was still very angry. Valerie sighed softly and went to the bathroom to clean herself up.
When she was done with her activities, Valerie exited the bathroom and saw that Victor's position did not move at all as if it were a sleeping statue. Walking to the bed with slow steps, Valerie sat on the edge of the bed.
"What about the dog?" Victor cut Valerie's speech.
Valerie swallowed back her words that were about to be uttered and whispered softly. "He's in a small room near the kitchen. I promise he won't bother you."
Victor turned around, picked up a pillow and suddenly threw it towards Valerie. "You slept on the couch."
"Why ....?" Valerie looked at him in disbelief. He hugged the void with sadness. "I don't want to sleep on the couch. It's very narrow there. I'm ...."
Valerie had not finished speaking, as her voice stopped when she saw Victor sitting up suddenly and picking up his own pillow. "If you don't want to, eat me alone. After all, you didn't obey me to chase away that ugly dog, don't even think of being able to sleep with me."
Before Valerie said anything, the man walked towards the sofa and lay stiff. Valerie bit her lips lightly and silently.
The room was quiet again. On the large bed, Valerie leaned against the head of the bed facing towards the sofa. Valerie knew she had closed her eyes, but she did not know if the man was asleep. Valerie lay down and slowly closed her eyes. His headache made his drowsiness almost disappear. He thought, if Victor really doesn't like the puppy, then he should send the dog to the pet rescue post.
In the cold and dark night, the moonlight was blocked by the black clouds, and in the room there was only a warm yellow light burning inside with a dim light.
Victor opened his eyes. His face is expressionless. As he lay on the sofa, he regretted it. Why did he have to give up his bed and lie on the sofa by himself? He is not the type to give up on something.
Other than that ... Valerie didn't make the dog go away at all, did the woman like him so much that she forgot herself? In Valerie's eyes, was she worse than that ugly puppy? Thinking of this, Victor only felt his chest tight, and his eyes were full of hostility.
"Rage rating: 35."
On the bed, Valerie who was preparing to enter her dream realm instantly opened her eyes wide. The headache gets stronger, and the drowsiness disappears completely. He was getting less and less able to sleep. Staring at Victor suddenly became even more furious?
Valerie got up half lying down and looked at Victor on the sofa. "Victor ...."
