Chapter 209 Are You Going to Leave Me Again?

Getting picked on? I followed his pointing finger and spotted the black dog that had been growling nearby the whole time. Protecting it? Did he mean the big golden retriever he was holding? For a split second, I almost burst into laughter, but then I was caught between chuckles and tears. The moment he handed me the fluffy golden retriever and shakily got back on its feet, leaning against the wall, he pointed at the black dog and commanded, "Come over here and say you're sorry!" The black dog, spooked by the sudden movement, tucked its tail and scooted back a few steps. It seemed to respect the golden retriever's size and did not run, just kept a wary distance. When the black dog did not budge, Idris strode right up to it. I had figured the golden retriever was probably picked on by the black dog, which was why it had not scampered off. However, after a quick check, I found the golden retriever was injury-free and as perky as ever. It must have figured Idris was going after the