Her Dog Food for My Dead Mom
Language: en
On the anniversary of my mom's death, I was at the cemetery placing flowers on her grave when my husband's newly hired housekeeper called me: "Ma'am, your mother is here. Sir isn't home, so I've arranged for her to wait in the doghouse in the yard." "Don't worry, I fried her some of the premium Wagyu beef the dog usually eats—$800 a pound. It's much more expensive than what she normally eats." I snapped at her coldly: "You wouldn't dare!" Then I heard the housekeeper slap my husband's mother twice: "Shut up! I'm younger and prettier than you. Once I seduce Sir, you won't even get dog…