My Best Friend Swapped My Soul with a Dog

chapter 4

After coming down from the mountain, I immediately claimed I was sick and stayed home to recover.

And Sophie came to chat with me every day.

She would ask me what I ate today and what kind of clothes I was wearing.

If I didn't reply, she would directly make a video call.

She said, "Oli misses you. Olivia, when can we come visit you?"

I didn't dare to seem too resistant, so I replied to her intermittently.

Arthur would drop by to see me from time to time.

He claimed to be visiting, but he was actually monitoring me.

Harry and Grace, however, welcomed him, thinking we had a great relationship.

I couldn't stand his behavior anymore and pulled him into the nearby living room.

I asked, "Don't you prefer Sophie? I'll make it happen for you. Let's call off the engagement."

Arthur just laughed. He stepped closer, lifting my chin.

He said, "Are you jealous? It's because you're not as carefree as she is."

"If your face matched Sophie's tricks in bed, I can't imagine how thrilling it would be."

Alarms went off in my mind.

In my previous life, was it for this reason that he swapped my soul into a dog's body and let Sophie take over mine?

I almost escaped his control.

On the seventh day after Hunter left, he still hadn't sent me any messages.

I sent him countless messages, from asking about progress to eventually pleading for help, but got no response.

Sophie, however, kept sending messages persistently: [Olivia, are you still not feeling better? Should I bring you some supplements?]

I stared at that message, my fingers trembling, and replied: [No, I might infect you.]

Fear and unease filled my heart as I tossed the phone aside.

Compared to my previous life, Ive hardly had much contact with dogs, so there shouldnt be any problem.

On the twenty-seventh day, Hunter finally called me.

He said, "I found a solution in Los Angeles. I'm getting on a plane right now and coming to your place."

Before I could speak, tears streamed down my face.

The me in the mirror looked extremely haggard, red-eyed, and seemed to have lost about eleven pounds.

After hanging up, I kept praying in the room.

Suddenly, the loud cheerful music from downstairs interrupted me.

I opened the door in confusion and saw that the first-floor hall had already been decorated in vibrant colors.

Looking closely, Sophie was directing the servants to arrange the cake, completely exuding the demeanor of a hostess.

The dog was not there.

Seeing me, she immediately ran over and held onto me.

Then, she affectionately said, "Olivia, today marks the 16th anniversary of our friendship. Mr. Marshall, Mrs. Marshall, and I have prepared a surprise for you."

I watched her warily, while Harry and Grace warmly thanked her.

Grace said, "Olivia hasn't been going out lately. Sophie, luckily you came."

Harry said, "With such a good friend like you by her side, we feel reassured."

Sophie smiled and handed over a box. Inside was a white dress.

She said, "This is my gift for you. Go try it on."

Seeing the relieved expressions of Harry and Grace, I could only put on the dress.

But unexpectedly, when I came downstairs after changing, I ran into Arthur coming in with that dog.

Fear instantly spread through my whole body. I couldn't care about appearances and let out a scream.

Arthur frowned tightly and said sternly, "Olivia, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone's eyes were on me.

Sophie lowered her head and said sadly, "Olivia, don't dislike it. Before coming, I already bathed Oli. It won't dirty your house."

The prolonged tension made me lose my mind the moment I saw the dog.

I said coldly, "What are you pretending for? Naming the dog like that is just mocking me, isn't it?"

After saying that, I turned and fled back to my room.

I didn't touch the dog, so it should be fine.

But the next second, strange white fur appeared on the skin under my skirt.

I watched helplessly as my fingers turned black, twisted, and shrank.

Then, my hand turned into an animal's paw.