Chapter 455: Extremely Terrifying
Chapter 455: Chapter 455: Extremely Terrifying
The smile on Renee Jennings’s lips deepened. "Then, can I ask you a few questions?"
Upon hearing this, Biscuit said without hesitation, "Of course you can! Go ahead and ask. I’ll tell you everything I know. You’re my first human friend, so you can ask as many questions as you want, as long as I know the answer!"
"Thank you." The curve of Renee Jennings’s lips widened.
Biscuit tilted his head and stared at the screen. "Hey, hey, Ren..."
’Oh no, I’ve forgotten my new friend’s name.’
Renee Jennings: "You can call me Renee."
Biscuit: "Renee, you haven’t even asked me anything yet. Why are you thanking me already?"
"Oh, right. You reminded me," Renee Jennings said with a grin. "Biscuit, I’m going to start asking my questions now."
Hearing this, Biscuit’s furry face suddenly grew serious and intent.
[LOL, he suddenly got all serious!]
[Biscuit is so well-behaved and adorable!]
Renee Jennings: "Biscuit, do you know who the new wife’s husband is?"
"I do!" Biscuit glanced at JessicaLovesLife. "It’s Shane."
Renee Jennings then asked JessicaLovesLife, "Teacher Jessica, is your husband’s name Shane?"
JessicaLovesLife: "Yes, that’s what my mother-in-law and the neighbors all call him."
"Okay." Renee Jennings continued questioning Biscuit. "Did Shane have another wife before?"
Biscuit tilted his head to look at JessicaLovesLife again and woofed in response. "Yeah. Now it’s this new wife."
Renee Jennings: "And did Shane and his previous wife have any human children?"
Biscuit blinked his big eyes and nodded his head emphatically. "They did!"
When JessicaLovesLife saw him nod, the color drained from her face, and her already anxious heart leaped into her throat.
"How can this be..." The color slowly faded from her face as she mumbled, "He clearly told me he didn’t have any children!"
Renee Jennings didn’t know how to comfort her. The most important thing right now was to find out the truth. "Biscuit, the human child Shane had... was it a male or a female?"
"A little female. Her name was Sweetie," Biscuit answered.
"Then do you know why Shane and his previous wife got divorced?"
This time, Biscuit didn’t answer right away. He seemed to be thinking hard. "Because Grandma didn’t take good care of Sweetie. Shane’s wife got angry. She was crying and smashing things in the house. It was really scary for a dog!"
’The Grandma Biscuit mentioned must be JessicaLovesLife’s mother-in-law.’
’Shane’s ex-wife crying and making such a scene at home... the situation must have been serious.’
"Did Grandma cause Sweetie to get hurt?" Renee Jennings asked.
"Not hurt," Biscuit said. "She died. Poor Sweetie soaked in the water for too long. She stopped moving."
Renee Jennings’s brows furrowed instantly. Her expression grew solemn, and her voice trembled slightly. "How could something like that happen?"
Biscuit started barking angrily. "It was Grandma’s fault! And Biscuit’s fault!"
When Sweetie was born, her grandmother went to the city to help take care of the baby. But she always complained that she wasn’t used to living in the city, that she couldn’t speak her dialect, and that she had no neighbors to chat with in her free time.
She sighed and grumbled every day, clamoring to go back to her life in the village.
After hearing this constantly, Shane’s ex-wife discussed it with him. They considered hiring a live-in nanny to help with the child so his mother could return to the countryside and the life she wanted.
But as soon as the mother-in-law heard they would have to spend several thousand on a nanny, she started getting stingy about the money.
Shane’s ex-wife was speechless. "You don’t want to take care of Sweetie, but you also won’t let us spend money to hire a nanny. What do you expect us to do?"
"Who said I don’t want to take care of my granddaughter?" the mother-in-law retorted. "I just don’t want to do it in the city. But I can take care of her in the village."
Shane’s ex-wife immediately objected. "No way. I don’t want Sweetie to become a left-behind child."
"That won’t happen. I’ll be incredibly careful with my granddaughter, definitely better than you two," the mother-in-law said. "I’ll just look after her until she’s old enough for kindergarten. Then she can come back to the city to live with you."
Shane’s ex-wife still disagreed, so the mother-in-law had her son go and brainwash her.
Eventually, Shane’s ex-wife agreed, but she demanded that the mother-in-law bring Sweetie to the city for a visit every so often.
When the incident happened, Sweetie had just turned three.
One autumn afternoon, Sweetie was taking a nap at home. Her grandmother was supposed to be watching her, but neighbors kept messaging her on WeChat, asking her to come out and play cards.
The grandmother felt the itch to play. Looking at her sleeping granddaughter, she figured the girl wouldn’t wake up anytime soon. She could just go out, play a couple of hands, and come right back.
She locked the courtyard gate on her way out.
The original plan was to just play a couple of hands to satisfy the craving and then go home to look after her granddaughter. But unexpectedly, once she sat down, her luck was on fire. She was winning money hand after hand.
The grandmother got caught up in the game, completely forgetting about Sweetie back at home.
"Grandma?" Having woken up, Sweetie got out of bed by herself. With messy hair, she toddled into the courtyard, calling out in her high, child-like voice, "Grandma, Sweetie wants Grandma!"
Sweetie sat on the doorstep for a while. Grandma didn’t come, but her attention was drawn to the large water vat in the courtyard.
Every child loves to play with water, and Sweetie was no exception.
She trotted over to the water vat on her short little legs. At first, she stood on her tiptoes, stretching out her small hands to splash the water on the surface.
But as she played, her whole body tumbled in.
As Biscuit reached this part of the story, his entire being was filled with an aura of sorrow.
His head hung low, and he whimpered with self-blame. "It’s Biscuit’s fault too! If I had been smarter back then, Sweetie wouldn’t have died!"
Biscuit had been dozing in the courtyard at the time. He saw Sweetie playing with the water, and he saw her fall into the vat, her two little legs kicking wildly in the air.
At the time, he thought Sweetie was just playing in the water, so he didn’t go over to save her.
Besides, he was only a few months old back then. Even if he had wanted to save Sweetie, he likely wouldn’t have been able to.
By the time the grandmother finished playing cards and returned home, still wishing she could have played more, Sweetie’s small body was already floating on the surface of the water vat.
Recalling the memory, Biscuit was still filled with self-reproach. "It’s all my fault for being so stupid."
Renee Jennings never imagined the tragedy had happened like this.
She felt her eyes burn. Her hand on the table clenched into a tight fist. She took a deep breath to compose herself before saying, "Biscuit, this wasn’t your fault. It was that Grandma’s fault."
[Streamer! What’s going on right now?]
[Judging from Renee’s expression, you can tell this is serious.]
[Where did the child go? Why did the ex-wife really get a divorce?]
JessicaLovesLife was also on edge, her face pale. She asked hesitantly, "Streamer, can you tell us?"
"I can." Renee Jennings’s voice trembled slightly. She pressed her lips together before continuing, "But you need to be prepared."
After a pause, she added, "The viewers in the stream, too."
[Ah? I’m getting a little scared!]
[This isn’t some kind of horror story, is it?]
"Horror stories are fiction," Renee Jennings said in a heavy tone. "But this was something that really happened. And it’s truly horrifying."