When the waiter was about to help me beat the dog, Louis finally came over, hugged the dog in his arms, and gently stroked it to comfort it, "Chicky, don't be afraid, Daddy is here!"
His blaming expression in his eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing my heart.
At that moment, my heart was broken.
"Come in, why are you standing at the door? Chicky won't bite anyone."
Louis was probably blind, he clearly saw the dog biting my leg.
My shoulder was hurting so much that I went into the private room and sat down with a pale face.
"There's no others here, Cathy, you don't have to cover yourself up so tightly. It's all because of your outfit that Chicky was scared and didn't recognize you."
Michelle just said a few words and blamed the dog bite all by me.
The dog seemed to understand her words and whimpered uneasily in Louis's arms.
Louis stroked the dog's head, extremely dissatisfied with my appearance. "Just take them off. Didn't you see Chicky is scared again?"
My heartache flashed away, and I revealed my face without any sadness or joy.
He knew very well why I dressed up like this.