Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1677

Chapter 1677

Charmine’s behavior toward Anthony would slowly change.

Meanwhile...

Dior and Harry were getting treated in one room.

The two of them were laying in beds opposite one another, and they both had a cast on their leg.

Dior tilted her head to look at Harry's handsome face. She thought of how secure she felt when he hugged her, and her eyes gleamed nostalgically.

With their bond growing better, he would be hers entirely in no time!

When that day would come, she would be able to sleep by his side officially, able to place her arms around his muscular, sexy torso.

She no longer had to sneakily touch his chest to feel good about it.

Excited at the thought, Dior completely forgot about her wound and continued to look at Harry, seemingly starstruck as she looked right into him. "Harry, does your leg still hurt?" she asked.

"Can you keep quiet?" he snapped.

Dior halted, she pouted, "Can't you be kinder? Yes, I dragged you down that slope, but as I said, I’ll be responsible for it, don't worry. I'll pay for your medical expenses, your work, and your effort. I'll pay them all!"

Harry acted as if he did not hear her, shutting his eyes as he laid still in bed.

Dior looked at how worn-out Harry seemed and decided to leave him be.

After about ten minutes of silence, Harry's breaths grew stable.

Thinking he had to be asleep, Charmine could not help coming down from her bed. 4

With one of her legs covered with a cast and a thick bandage that wrapped around one of her arms, she wobbled toward Harry’s bedside and pulled the intravenous stick with her. She stood by his side and gazed at his pale face and was overwhelmed with guilt.

She felt bad for him-truly awful.

He was a prepossessing man and was loyal too, yet a superficial woman dumped him.