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Then he launched himself at her.
Laura nearly toppled over from the sheer force.
Pudding licked her arms, her hands, her face – everywhere he could reach.
It was the smell – familiar, safe, comforting.
Excited, he barked even louder.
Laura stumbled back a few steps, struggling to hold onto the oversized fluffball.
He’s so heavy!
The staff was stunned.
What the hell was happening?
Did Pudding really… know this woman?
Laura, still buried under white fur, peeked out and gasped for air.
She patted Pudding’s massive head and looked at the guards.
“Well… since he likes me so much, why don’t I take him inside?”
Meanwhile, Shaun had just arrived home when a maid rushed over, slightly panicked.
“Sir, something strange happened today.”
He raised an eyebrow. “What did Pudding do now?”
“Well…” The maid hesitated, trying to find the right words.
First, the dog charged the front gate like a lunatic.
Then, he had jumped all over a beautiful woman, refusing to let go.
Shaun frowned.
Pudding had always been picky about people.
For him to react this strongly to someone?
Who the hell had come to his house?
Shaun frowned in confusion.
He had raised this little mutt for years and had never once seen it take a liking to any woman.
Has the dog suddenly changed personalities? Or had it finally matured with age?
His gaze darkened as he strode toward the villa, unfastening the sapphire cufflinks on his sleeves.
Every step he took carried an air of effortless elegance – highborn, untouchable.
The moment he stepped into the back garden, he stopped in his tracks.
From a distance, he caught sight of a familiar, slender figure.
So that’s why Pudding had been acting so strangely.
It was Laura.
She was wearing a fitted gray business dress that hugged her curves. The hem stopped just above her knees, revealing a pair of long, fair legs.
With her back turned to him, he couldn’t see her expression, but her soft, clear laughter filled the garden, blending with Pudding’s excited barking.
“Fetch! One, two, three… Pudding, go get it!”
She was playing with the dog, teasing it with a ring toy.
No matter how far she threw it, Pudding would dash off and bring it back.
After three or four rounds, Laura rewarded him with dog treats.
Pudding gobbled them up, chewing loudly.
Shaun raised an eyebrow.
Lately, the dog’s appetite had dropped significantly.
It had barely touched its food – even the expensive gourmet meals he had specially prepared.
The only time it ate was when it was starving, or when Shaun lost his patience and snapped at it.
He had been planning to call Xavier to check if something was wrong.
If Xavier, a top-tier doctor, ever found out he was being asked to diagnose a dog, his pride would be shattered.
Shaun scoffed silently.
Pudding, is this how happy you get when you see Laura?
Well, it had been nearly thirteen years.
Meanwhile, Laura had completely forgotten her original reason for coming.
She had planned to use Pudding as an excuse to get inside and find Shaun.
But after playing for a while, she had genuinely started enjoying herself.
The Samoyed was fluffy and affectionate.
Its black, intelligent eyes seemed to see right through people.
Despite its large build, it loved to act spoiled, licking her every chance it got.
Just a single pat from her, and it wagged its tail happily.
It felt so familiar.
If she didn’t know better, she would have thought she had raised it before.
Samoyeds were known to be deeply loyal to their owners.
Still crouching, Laura stroked the dog’s soft fur.
“Why are you called Pudding? You don’t seem like a Pudding at all. Did Shaun name you?”
Woof woof! Woof woof!
Suddenly, Pudding caught a familiar scent.
Ignoring Laura completely, it bolted past her.
Laura turned around, just in time to meet a pair of dark, deep-set eyes.
They were black, yet gleamed with a faint, sharp light – like polished obsidian.
He stood there, one hand in his pocket, his tall frame relaxed.
The top few buttons of his dress shirt were undone, revealing a sliver of pale collarbone.
The reserved, refined aura made him look even more… dangerously attractive.
As Pudding leaped toward him, Shaun caught it with one steady arm.
Laura barely looked at him for a few seconds before quickly averting her gaze.
She had thought that after weeks of not seeing him, the memory of that reckless night would have faded.
But just one glance, and those heated, breathless moments came rushing back.
Her ears burned.
Shaun carried Pudding effortlessly, walking toward her with slow, deliberate steps.
His towering presence completely overshadowed her.
“You looking for me?”
Laura tensed slightly.
