Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 595

Chapter 595

A frog jumped onto Charmine's feet. As Charmine wore open-toe heels, she felt a cold sensation on her toe as the frog landed on her feet.

When she lowered her head to have a closer look, the frog happily jumped away.

Tristan asked, "What? Does the touch feel real?”

Charmine frowned suspiciously. "What technology makes such a realistic effect?"

"3D combined with the human body heat induction system. For example, if the temperature is high while we’re playing music relating to snow, the temperature of the room would lower down, and there'll be snowflakes as well!

"As for the children's song, well, the project has just started. We’re thinking of ways to combine children’s songs with games. Along with a designated heat induction system, getting the targeted amount of frogs or other small animals within the time of one song would earn a surprise gift," Tristan introduced.

Charmine had seen all sorts of high-technology, and they were superior to all else. She did not expect the lower-level technology could actually combine the technology with entertainment.

She spent some time inside the room, even giving suggestions for improvement before leaving the room with Tristan.

She said to him, "Reserve a room, and plan as I said. On the night of the seventh day, I'll come here with a child."

"A child? Who's child is so lucky?" Tristan asked suspiciously.

Charmine’s red lips curled up. "Mine."

With that, she strutted away in her heels.

Tristan looked at Charmine and frowned. Her own child? Charmine had a child?

Impossible...

Tristan and Charmine, however, did not notice the lenses in the dark, taking photos of them. 2

At Southern Village.

Opening her eyes, Annabel was surprised to see Nial sitting beside her." Mr. Nial Bailey..."

'Your thigh is wounded, so you'll need to lay back for three days to recover. Don't move around. Just tell me if you need anything,” Nial reminded her.

Annabel lowered her head. "I’m fine, I really am. I can manage it myself. Why don’t Mr. Nial go back first...”

"If I leave now, Anthony won't have time to take care of you either. It’d be difficult for you. Don’t worry. I’m a doctor, I’ll leave once you're slightly better. I've got a lot on my plate as well," said Nial, seemingly stressed out.

The truth was that he was no good at getting along with another woman. He only treated Annabel as his patient.

After hearing what he said, Annabel could only thank him, "Thank you Mr. Nial for your kindness. Thank you."

"No worries, just get some rest and don't get off the bed. I'll go out and get some air," spoke Nial.

He was worried that Annabel would wake up after he left. It would only worsen the wound if she got down from the bed, thus he waited in the room.

Since Annabel was awake, he could leave the room after advising her on her injury.

Annabel looked at his back with a slightly flushed face, guilty and distressed.

Anthony had helped her so much in improving her living conditions and work, yet she got hurt so easily. She even dragged him down by having him arrange for someone else to take care of her.

Why was she so useless...? 1

With a brush at hand, Chris sat on a bamboo chair as he painted outside in the yard.

It was a vaguely painted oil painting. There was a green-colored mountain and a quiet paddy field with three figures walking together.

The painting showed two adults and a child in front of them. The middle figure was a woman, and the figure at the back was a tall man.

Nial could tell right away who those figures were. Chris was the one walking in front, Charmine in the middle, and Anthony at the back.

He frowned suspiciously. "Momo, do you really like Charmine?"