Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1326

Chapter 1326

Yvonne smiled proudly. "No. It's just a wedding."

Charmine fixed her hair. "You're gorgeous."

Yvonne knew what she meant, and she beamed at her. "You'll look prettier when you have your wedding, Charmine!''

Charmine said nothing in response to that; she merely smiled.

Sherlyn, on the other hand, looked at the time and fretted, "Is Dior not here yet? It’s her brother's wedding. How could she be missing?"

Grandma Granger had a small frown at that. "Call her and remind her about it. I wonder what she’s been up to in the past two days. She didn't even come home."

Sherlyn made the phone call right away.

"Dior, are you home yet? The wedding is starting. It's your brother's wedding, and you can't be absent!"

Dior looked at Harry, who was still in bed, and she reluctantly replied," Soon. I'm on my way." "Alright, hurry!" "Okay."

After hanging up, Dior sighed and looked at Harry dejectedly. "I'm going home now. Are you going to be alright on your own?"

Luckily, the wound from yesterday was not too severe. Harry was in a better condition already.

Heck, she would not leave him for anyone's wedding if he was not!

Harry glanced at her apathetically. "Of course."

His behavior baffled Dior.

She felt that he treated her colder than he used to after waking up. Was it because of what the woman did to him, that he took his anger out on her instead?

Ugh! Why? She still fancied him a great deal! What could she have done?

The colder he was, the more she wanted him!

There were not many guests, but the decoration was swooningly romantic. There were fresh flowers and white carpet, and it made the venue look elegant and luxurious.

Dior stood at the end of the carpet as she gazed at the trail, from where she stood to the stage. She could not help but imagine herself in a wedding gown and Harry in a suit, waiting for her at the end of the aisle.

Would that day ever come true?

As she was blanking out, Tim walked toward her. "You're late, Dior."

Dior snapped out of her reverie and excused herself, "Hey, Dad. I went away with friends."

Tim was speechless, but he knew how outgoing she was. "Get a seat," he eventually replied. "It's starting." "Okay."

Dior found a seat and sat down.

Following that, romantic music resonated in the cathedral. Guy stood on the stage, while the Father stood an arm’s length away from him.