Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101 The Dog Had Died 

Finn raised an eyebrow slightly. “As you wish.” 

His voice was low and soft, almost floating in the air. 

Tess was caught off guard by a hint of submission in his tone and found herself glancing at him twice, eyes wide with surprise. 

He focused on setting the table, his posture relaxed and natural, yet that unmistakable cold presence still clung to him. 

Tess quickly looked away, shaking her head as if to chase off the strange thought. 

Both my requests are simple, and Finn probably doesn’t want to get involved with me and Layla anyway. 

Maybe this is better for everyone. 

A thousand thoughts raced through Tess’s mind, but she kept her face calm and composed. 

Surprisingly, the meal went without any problems. 

Tess barely had an appetite and stopped after a few bites. 

The table was unusually quiet except for Layla’s babbling and the occasional clink of Finn’s utensils against his plate. 

He noticed Tess had stopped eating, his eyes catching on her slightly curled fingertips. 

“Do you want to say something?” 

He put down his utensils and frowned as he looked at her. 

Tess was caught off guard; she hadn’t expected him to notice her hesitation. 

Even though she’d agreed to come back to Evermount Villa, her decision to divorce Finn hadn’t changed. Living under his roof while preparing to end the marriage left her feeling uneasy. 

“Nothing.” 

She pressed her lips together and shook her head. 

Last time, he hadn’t responded when she sent the divorce papers to his office. This time, she planned to print them out and bring it up in person. 

Her mind was made up-she didn’t want to stay any longer. 

Holding Layla close, she stood and left the table first. 

Finn’s fingers twitched, but then he went back to eating, his voice indifferent. 

But this time, he had no appetite. 

He rubbed his temple, his gaze drifting to the empty seat across from him. 

Without her there, the food lost all its appeal. 

He often sighed, setting down his utensils and glancing unconsciously toward Tess’s closed bedroom door. 

At least she’s back, isn’t she? 

Meanwhile, Tess was unpacking some simple clothes when a silk handkerchief slipped from the suitcase and fell to the floor. 

How come the dog’s dead? 

I kicked it hard, but it was still breathing when we sent it to the hospital. 

The hospital said the dog was beyond saving and had been euthanized. 

Abel swallowed the bitterness, his voice heavy as he told Tess everything he knew, not leaving anything out. 

Tess gripped her phone tight, her brow deeply furrowed. 

She murmured, “The dog died?” 

Abel’s tone was serious, without a trace of humor. “Yes. The hospital said it was badly hurt and barely holding on. They euthanized it under the Animal Cruelty Prevention Act.” 

Tess looked up, a shadow growing deep in her eyes. 

I’m sure someone pushed for that decision. 

Tess bit her lip, her expression grave. 

She asked the question burning inside her, “As far as I know, even under that law, the pet owner needs to authorize the euthanasia, right? I don’t think the golden retriever’s owner was at the hospital. So why did the vets go ahead and put it down?” 

Abel paused, thinking over her words. 

Then he caught her meaning, his expression tightening with concern. 

“I’ll have someone check the surveillance footage carefully. They must’ve conducted tests before euthanizing the dog. I’ll get someone to retrieve all the data.”