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I married Wilbur Hudson, who had been in a coma, all because I owed a favor. My mother-in-law kept picking on me, my sister-in-law treated me like dirt, and even the servants had the nerve to spit in my food. The only one who stayed by my bedside every night was Milo, the golden retriever. I hugged Milo and vented, "Milo, when Wilbur finally kicks the bucket, you and I are getting out of here for good." Milo froze for a moment, then looked at me with a mix of emotions. Three years later, Wilbur woke up. The first thing he did after waking up was kick out everyone who had ever bullied me. The second thing he did was corner me against the wall, his voice low and rough. "So, I heard you wanted to run away with me? And even get me neutered?" I stared at him in horror. His tone was just like Milo's!