Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1531

Chapter 1531

Anthony could not stand the fact that Charmine had gotten over him entirely, jumping into another man's arms so quickly!

After driving for a few minutes, however, he looked ahead and frowned, suddenly forgetting where he was headed to.

His amnesia was a total pain in the neck.

Anthony leaned back on the seat tiredly as he instinctively took out his phone to check his memo, but there was nothing.

Anthony then checked his call history and noticed that the last phone call he had was with Chris.

Due to his worsening amnesia, he set the function of automatic recording whenever he had a call with Chris or Charmine. These were the two most important people in his life; he did not want to forget anything important.

Anthony replayed the recording, and after listening to a few sentences, he suddenly remembered that Charmine was about to sleep with Maurice tonight. 2

Was he going to stop them?

With that in mind, Anthony drove toward Rose Garden without a single second of hesitation.

His car stopped before the traffic light, and the cars around him stopped, too. It was quiet.

Meanwhile, the recording of Chris blared through the speakers, childlike yet stern as it went, "If you can't make Mommy happy, you should let go!" "Mommy is happy with this Grandpa. This is my first time seeing Mommy so happy, and this Grandpa genuinely wants the best for Mommy." "Daddy, you’re getting me a stepmother, so why are you stopping Mommy from finding her happiness?"

Anthony was no longer as furious. At this point, he was even contemplating the situation.

His sudden loss of memory earlier signaled him that his body was failing. Did it even matter if he was to go to Rose Garden? He could not give Charmine happiness, yet he had the guts to stop her from finding happiness?

Was it not his genuine wish for Charmine to be happy, to find a man who treated her right? 1

That was his reasoning, of course, but the thought of Charmine being in another man's arms... His heart felt waves of sharp pain.

He remained on the stop for a very long while, only snapping out of it when the cars behind him honked.

He quickly turned around to go home.

He locked himself inside his room and started downing bottles after bottles of alcohol. 2

He drank so much that his stomach started to ache, but he did not seem to care.

He lit up a cigarette stick.

The smoke shrouded his face as he inhaled again and again. His eyes narrowed as he gazed at the photo of Charmine on the table, his head ringing with what Chris said to him.