"I..." Isabella Harrison swallowed, "I'm not quite used to sleeping with others right now."
As soon as she spoke, something seemed to be wriggling in the blanket, but it was definitely not Isabella's hand.
Isabella's face slightly changed as she tightly hugged the little Golden Retriever in her arms.
"Hmm hmm... Woof woof..."
From under the blanket came sounds of protest from the little Golden Retriever.
Michael Lees' face also changed, his eyes instantly turning cold as ice.
He grabbed the blanket and forcefully pulled it away.
"Ah..."
Isabella gasped softly.
Michael's strength was too great, removing the blanket from her entirely.
She held her eyes tightly closed, and the little Golden Retriever freed itself, happily breathing fresh air and running in circles on the bed.
Michael looked at the suddenly appeared creature, taken aback without a defense.
Coming to his senses, he stood there looking at the little thing, his face dark enough to drip water.
