Mom Was Dying, But My Fiancé Was Too Busy Flirting

One month before the wedding, my mom was hospitalized after being bitten by a dog. To my disbelief, the dog’s owner turned out to be Dyrroth Pittman’s junior schoolmate.

It was Dyrroth who brought her to the hospital. When I arrived, my eyes burned with fury, but he met my gaze with indifference and said coldly, “Enough already. It’s just a dog bite, no need to make a fuss.”

“And honestly, it’s her fault too. At her age, she shouldn’t be teasing dogs.”

I froze. My mother, lying injured on a hospital bed, had somehow become the one to blame in his eyes.