Chapter 441
Burning Passion: Love Never Die
Wiggling its tail, the dog barked at Debbie, but it was not threatening.
Carlos pointed at the white hairy dog which was now sitting docilely beside him, and said
mischievously, âThis is a Canadian Eskimo Dog, also called a sled dog. Itâs fun and very good at taking
instructions, so I thought youâd have a great companion, especially for your morning or night runs.
Would you Like to take it to the manor for a walk? Its speed will surprise you, I promise.â
But Debbie was not impressed. She had never been fond of dogs or any pets for that matter. All her
touching feelings vanished into thin air now. With her Lips pursed, she said rather snappishly, âWell,
maybe Iâd like to, but not now, please! And no matter how fast it runs, Iâll be faster! Anyway, are you
sure that you havenât been fooled by anyone?
The damn dog looks like a Samoyed rather than an Eskimo dog.â
She said that with an obvious attitude.
When Carlos didnât answer, she added, âDidnât you see how it dashed toward us when we opened the
door?â
Carlos chuckled under his breath.
âWell, why not give this damn thing a name?â
âGive it a name? Havenât you already kept it for some time?â âIt seems quite close to Carlos. I thought it
was a pet that he had kept for long, â she thought.
âNo. It was brought here a few days before you went to the Southon
Village. Iâve seen it only once.â
âI see. Then why did you want to keep a dog all of a sudden?â Debbie squatted down and reached out
her hand. She wanted to touch its head
It was actually cute, with white and silky fur
However, as if knowing what Debbie was going to do, the dog suddenly stood up and walked away. It
stared at her with wary eyes from a distance away.
Debbie pouted once more and snorted.
âHumph! Itâs a silly dog, just as
I thought at first!â
As she finished, the dog instantly barked at her again. âThis dog is not silly but quite clever! It knew I
was rebuking it!â Debbie murmured in her mind.
Carlos was amused by the exchange between Debbie and the dog. It was so funny that he chuckled.
âWhenever Iâm not here with you, you can play with it. To tame it, you need to give it strict training and
get a leash on it.â
Debbie frowned.
âWhat? Itâs so troublesome. Not the kind of pet I can manage!â
Caressing her hair, Carlos assured her with a smile, âThe dog needs regular exercise. Almost daily.
Just take it along as you exercise too.â
âTo exercise for what?â Debbie turned around and stared at him.
âI bet the last sentence is the whole point youâre driving at, right?â Her face flushed red when she
remembered him teasing that she couldnât keep pace with him in bed.