Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1932

Chapter 1932

[Annabel]

There was an article on Annabel going to pray at the church, and there was also a video about it.

In that video, Annabel was shown to have arrived at the church's gates when the sky was still dark. She knelt every three steps over the course of a few hundred meters of the pavement. She knocked her head along the way.

Even though her knees and head were swollen, she did not care about herself. She remained determined and managed to be the first to get into the church.

When she prayed, she prayed sincerely for Charmine.

Everyone was shocked.

[Annabel is so sincere and prayed for Charmine, her supposed enemy?] [She knelt for an hour! Her knees are even bleeding!] [Annabel is too kind! She seems to be weak, but at such an important moment, she could do such a thing!] [No wonder Anthony and Charmine are willing to let her in. She is so kind] [I feel that she’d be a better Mrs. Bailey. She is kind and will bring luck to her husband.] 1

Susan woke up early and sat on the balcony, drinking her tea elegantly. Reading the comments on the news, her lips curled.

She finished the tea and went downstairs.

Grandma and Senior Bailey were about to head to the hospital.

Susan walked over and said, "Mother, we’re so lucky to have found such a good lady."

Grandma Bailey frowned. "What do you mean?"

Susan showed her the clip of Annabel. "This silly girl tried to pray for Charmine, and she rushed to the church at four in the morning. She knelt from the gate to the church, and her head even bled."

Grandma Bailey and Senior Bailey were shocked at this. Together, they watched the clip of Annabel.

In the dark, Annabel’s small face was still visibly sincere, despite knocking her head against the ground.

When they saw her head and knees bleeding, both elders were utterly bewildered.

AnnabeL.would do so much for Charmine!

"Didn't you say you'll bear me a great-grandson? You have to keep your word. I’m waiting for you..."

No matter what she said, Charmine did not once twitch or move.

Grandma Bailey sighed and looked around to see that Annabel was not around. She turned to ask Anthony, "Where’s Annabel?" "I don’t know," muttered Anthony hoarsely.

He did not seem to care about her or anything else.

Grandma Bailey frowned, recalling just how wounded Annabel was. Just as she was about to phone her, however, the door opened.

Annabel had returned from putting the trash out.

She had not cleaned the wound on her head, and her forehead was still swollen. Her injury truly did stand out from her pale face.

"Senior Bailey, Grandma Bailey, Madam..." Annabel walked over.

When Grandma Bailey saw the wound on her head, she pitied her. She pulled her close toward and asked caringly, "Does it still hurt?"