Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1670

Chapter 1670

"Shut up!"

Harry could no longer hold in his anger at that point and shot her a vicious glare. "The best way you can make it up to me now is to shut up!"

Dior saw the impatience in his eyes, and she finally stopped joking around." Alright, get some rest...but I can't stay quiet.”

Noticing his frown, Dior quickly explained, "We can’t stay here forever, although I'd quite like that. You’re hurt now, and there are probably some villagers around at this hour. I need to call for help!"

Harry leaned on the wall and had no more energy to deal with her. He looked so done with the situation as he closed his eyes.

Dior’s heart sank at the sight of an injured Harry, and she prayed nothing would happen to him. Otherwise, she would not forgive herself.

Biting back the pain that stabbed at her ankle, she staggered toward the middle of the pit, placing her hands around her mouth as she yelled, "Help! Is anyone there? Someone's inside the pit! Help!"

Meanwhile...

Anthony was helping Charmine clear the path, and they were halfway up the mountain.

Charmine ignored him entirely as she walked ahead of him. It looked like they were very much strangers.

When he saw that there was no grass ahead, he endured his headache to look back at her.

Suddenly...

He spotted a few-meter-long black snake hanging on a tree branch, and he knew what it was: a poisonous cobra.

It was aiming at Charmine’s fair neck, jaws parted widely and fangs revealed, looking as though it was about to strike at Charmine.

Anthony's heart clenched, and his expression contorted. "Be careful!"

He moved swiftly like the wind, reached Charmine's side, engulfing her in his arms with his back to the cobra.

The cobra's line of sight shifted with another human in sight. Startled at Anthony's abrupt presence, it struck him instead.

It was aiming at Charmine's neck, but with Anthony protecting her, it bit his shoulder.

Anthony's body stiffened as he felt a stinging pain akin to two sharp needles embedded in his shoulders with no prior warning, 1