Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1963

Chapter 1963

Dior was still lost in her storm of thoughts when a shadowy figure zipped past her and ran toward Harry.

When she spotted this familiar figure, she reacted quickly and held onto him.

"Let go of me!" growled Guy. "How dare he slap you and misunderstood you? I have to beat some sense into him!"

Harry broke free and chased after Harry. 1

Dior, despite having lost all hope and life in her, mustered the last strand of her will to chase after Guy and reeled him back. "Brother, don't," she muttered, "spare your energy..." i

Her sorrow clouded her eyes as she mumbled, "He’s the man I love. Even though he hates me, I won’t allow you to hurt him. As for the explanation..."

Dior smiled ironically. "Whatever. That slap decimated every beautiful daydream I have about him, anyway."

She no longer expected anything from him.

He had no trust in her, so what would it matter if she finally got him? He did not even love her, and he did not trust her either.

Dior smiled elegantly, but her eyes were filled with sorrow, much to Guy's heartache.

This cruel, heartless man shattered his arrogant sister into this depressed, downcast person!

Guy clenched his fists.

He wanted nothing more than to beat this man senseless, but since Dior did not want him to, he did not and would not leave Dior's side.

He sighed and draped his jacket over her shoulders. He hugged her and said, 'Come, let’s go home."

Dior stood on the ground and looked at him calmly, asking, "Is the Dragoul still recruiting?"

Guy paused at this. 'Do you want-" "Yes," replied Dior, "I want to get in."

From that moment onward, she had no more room for romance and love in her life. All she would ever want was to succeed in her career.

She wanted to forget her past and become an outstanding special agent.

Guy pursed his lips. Although he did not want her to suffer, he also did not want to see her being mistreated by a man that she would suffer for a long period.