Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1544

Chapter 1544

Alexander looked at the luggage that was double Charmine's size and said, "My darling, you may keep us away from everything else, but let us help you with this luggage."

William nodded. "That's right, Ms. Jordan. The luggage is so heavy, and it'll be troublesome if it gets knocked over."

Maurice gently added, "Gem, we all have lots of time. We can help you out with the luggage. It’s no problem."

Charmine looked at all the men around her, and her hardened heart somehow grew warm.

She thought that she had lost her whole world and was the only one alone after losing Anthony.

She realized just how many people cared for her. 1

Charmine squeezed out a small smile. "It's really okay. How weak am I if I can’t even handle this luggage?"

The guys had more to say, but Charmine pushed them out. "Okay, I'll be fine on my own. Don't worry. If anything happens, I'll go look for you all and won’t feel embarrassed about it."

All four men were pushed out by a woman. The door slammed shut in their faces and gave them no room to speak.

The few of them exchanged looks. Finally, Maurice blurted, "Gem, if you ever need any help, call us!" "Okay. Just go!"

It was only then did all four men had the will to leave.

Charmine finished packing and went downstairs with luggage bigger than her. She then put the luggage inside her car.

Passers-by looked at her and pitied her.

What a small lady who had to carry such big, heavy luggage!

A few people wanted to help, but they noticed just how stern she was with her expression. None of them dared come forward.

Charmine made a few trips before moving all of her stuff out from the hotel and drove them to her new villa.

Anthony went home with Chris and saw the news.

#Charmine’s-Villa-On-Fire

The news showed the sight of Violet Villa in flames.

He was the one who heartlessly pushed her away. He was the one who ripped the love out of her.

Anthony tried to withstand the pain, and the veins on his neck protruded as a result.

His face was pale with blood on the corner of his lips, and all his veins grew visible at that point. He looked terrifying.

His stomach was contracting, but it was nothing close to the stab he felt in his chest that made him breathless.

He looked as if his soul was sucked out of him. He walked to the sofa and slumped into it, completely wasted. He picked up a bottle of alcohol and started gulping.

However, the more he drank, the clearer his head became.

No.

Even if Charmine had stopped loving him, he still loved her deeply.

He could not remove her from his world. He had to see how happy she was so he could be assured, so he knew that everything he had done was worth it.

Anthony tossed the glass onto the floor heavily. He staggered up and went into the bathroom to compose himself.