"So, what should I do now?" Claire directly came to the point.
Mr. Hopkins smiled awkwardly. "You can only… comply with Mr. Johnson's wish."
What? Did it mean she would have to treat him like a dog from now on?
Seeing Claire unhappy, Mr. Hopkins went on. "Mr. Johnson's duration of the disease usually doesn't last long. I'm afraid we'll have to… trouble you!"
The refusal words were stuck in her throat and were swallowed by her reluctantly.
When she walked to the bed, Hunter's eyes flashed. He grabbed Claire's hand and pressed his cheek against her palm.
Claire glanced at him expressionlessly. "Are you a dog?"
Hunter nodded his head.
"Then why do you look like a human?"
He blinked at Claire and answered earnestly. "For you, I tried my best to become a human form, so you can't see my real body."
Claire raised her brows. "Your true body is…"
"Husky."
"…"
Claire felt as if she was hammered in the head.
