The Devil's Sweetheart

3

While Jennie was happily singing and dancing to the nursery rhyme she discovered, her thoughts fluttered back to Carrot. "Too bad, Carrot missed the chance to watch my mission impossible operation. She would definitely praise me. I wish someone had captured my picture when I whipped that man's backbone. Maybe I look cool like Tom Cruise or even better than him. Speaking of that insolent bratty Carrot, I will not allow her inside the house until she gets punished. Let her go to her lover's home today." Jennie was continuously complaining and blabbering to herself until she noticed a small puppy walking towards her direction.

"What a pleasant surprise betrayer. Aren't you following your little lover? " Jennie sarcastically questioned while Carrot did not even look into her eyes. Jennie ignored and started walking when the latter did not respond. Carrot silently followed after her cursing at herself for making her mommy angry again. What can she do? A magnet of attraction forced pulled towards her little love and without any conscience, she marched in the opposite direction. She knew her mommy's anger. It will flare in seconds. She can coax her by merely looking with her puppy eyes. Her thoughts interrupted when Jennie suddenly stopped in her tracks and carrot nearly bumped into her. Jennie was adamant to punish Carrot by demanding not to follow her, but the moment Jennie looked into her clear and lonely eyes, her last straw broke.

"No doubt, this brat is my weakness. I will let her off this time," Jennie mumbled and opened her arms. Carrot jumped into her embrace smiling.

" Did you really pee on that dirtball's bag? " Jennie giggled at carrot's naughty side. She got a glimpse of carrot peeing on someone's bag when she was smashing that man. Jennie knew Carrot never misbehave or gets aggressive until someone touches the bottom line. Judging by the situation, she concluded it is something to do with her.

While carrot was following her little lover, she was still keeping an eye on Jennie and caught sight of a man kneeling down while Jennie whipping his backbone. She instantly recognized that man. He has been following Jennie for quite a long time in the park but never dared to make a move in her presence. So she put her guards down. Who knew this sleazeball would make a move when she is not around. There is no away she would leave him today and an idea popped into her brilliant mind.

She rushed to the stall that sleazeball places his stuff every day and jumped on it. The zipper of his bag was slightly opened. She thanked God for her luck. Without further ado, she peed into the hole and escaped before anyone could see him.

"He needs a lesson. You did a good job little one. I am proud of you." Jennie patted her head. Where did she get such a brilliant idea? Maybe this traitor inherited from me?

"What would be that dirtball situation now." Jennie wondered to herself.

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Lucas Richards headed to the stall he stuffed his duffel bag cursing his luck. What a weird woman. Who would have thought she would be that strong to the point of breaking his bones. He opened his bag zipper and withdrew a t-shirt. Oddly, he sensed something was a miss.

"Strange, why does the shirt smell so bad and why is it so wet? It's not even raining now. God! It smells gross! Should I just throw it? But I whacked plenty amount of money to put on this shirt for a date with that madwoman." Lucas sighed. His shirt broke when he struggled to break free from that madwoman's grip and if he is caught by the paparazzi wearing a broken shirt now, he would be trolled for days. Anyway, no one can see the smell right and he reluctantly put on his new t-shirt. The urge to nauseate was at the tip of his tongue the moment a strong rancid smell penetrated into his nostrils. Arghhh, Why does it smell so bad?

Well, it's our carrot's productive outcome with all the food he dumped into her stomach duh.

The moment he walked into the crowd, they instantly covered their noses and flashed away in a wink criticizing as if he has come out of sewage.