Chapter 602. Don’t Talk

Years ago, that puppy met with a tragic accident and couldn’t be saved. Estelle had carried the pain of losing it for many years. She often wondered if the puppy would still be alive if she hadn’t separated from Cristofer. Shaking herself from those thoughts, she softly uttered, “I can’t blame it all on you.” She realized that the puppy’s death had been an unfortunate accident beyond anyone’s control.

Holding the adorable puppy close to her chest, she gently stroked its head and asked, “How old is this one? Is it a boy or a girl?”

“The breeder mentioned that she’s around three months old, and she’s a girl.”

Estelle reflected nostalgically, “The puppy we had back then was also around three months old. They even look alike. It’s as if she has come back to me in this way.”

Cristofer nodded in agreement, studying her face attentively. “In that case, you should give her a name this time.”

Estelle was filled with emotions and couldn’t immediately come up with