Using all my strength, I broke free and rushed to Anna, holding her tightly in my arms. "Eugene, you're a beast. You deserve to die."
The mortician couldn't stand it and refused Eugene's request.
Eugene's patience was exhausted.
"As long as these puppies can't be properly buried, the funeral home will be out of power. Let's see how long you can hold out," he said.
The other people at the funeral home were dissatisfied and started to make a scene.
But facing such a large group of bodyguards, they didn't dare do anything to Eugene.
Instead, they turned their anger on me.
They drove Anna and me out.
Eugene watched with a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
Anna's body had started to rot, emitting a faint stench.
I gently patted her. "Don't be afraid, baby. I am here. I'm sorry for your suffering."
Jessica's dog was brought over.
I tightened my hold on Anna and covered her eyes with my hand.
Eugene stood in front of me. "Didn't you say this rotting corpse is Anna? Then let her apologize."
Before I could react, the dog lunged at us.
The smell of blood excited it, and it started biting Anna.
I threw myself over Anna to protect her, but I couldn't cover her entirely.