Chapter 1154 His Choice Was Clear

White Coat, an aging but sweet-faced Samoyed, looked younger than its years. Yet, its slow movements and weakening joints betrayed its true age. Adrian gently picked up its paw but didn't hold it as firmly as he used to. Instead, he guided the dog to lie down, letting it rest on the ground. White Coat's exuberant tail wagging forced Adrian to tread carefully as it circled around him, making his way to the kitchen feel like navigating a minefield. By the time he arrived, Gavin had finished peeling the tomatoes and was already tossing minced meat and onions into the pan.