She grabbed Gary's hand and explained to me with tears in her eyes,
"What can I do to get you off my back, Rachel? I just want to find a place to bury my poor dog and her three puppies. Why are you making things difficult for us for an unknown dog? This tombstone clearly shows it belongs to a newly dead dog. I've already paid a fortune to the family as compensation, and the family has also agreed to let us dispose of the urn at will. Why are you here to stop us now?"
Linda's words made Gary feel uncomfortable for a moment, but he didn't refute her.
I finally understood that in Gary's heart, our daughter Mia was no better than a dog, even if she died!
If Gary looked at the tombstone, he would see Mia's name on it.
Having no hope for him, I got on the ground and started digging the soil that Gary had just buried.
He actually buried my Mia so carelessly!
When I was about to put Mia into the grave that was supposed to be Mia's, Gary could no longer hold his temper. He pushed me to the ground.
"Rachel, you are such an unreasonable lunatic! If you make trouble again, I will really divorce you!"
I laughed. I would love a divorce.
I slapped him hard on the face.