Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 1627

Tim quickly used his resources to look for this medicine.

Hanging up the phone, Dior looked at Harry proudly. "Wait for a while."

With that said, she looked at him expectantly, under the impression Harry would pity her that she twisted her ankle yet still went and tried to get him that PHKL he wanted.

All she saw as she looked up at him, however, were his dull eyes.

That took Dior aback as she anxiously blurted, "What?" "Nothing."

There was an irony-filled expression plastered on Harry's face.

She successfully demonstrated to him to never believe anything one said.

She would lie to her father, and that meant she would lie to anyone else. He even felt bad for her twisting her ankle, but it all seemed rather ironic at this point.

He would not believe a word she said again.

looked at his cold eyes, and she had

What happened?

was he

it was her father, she quickly answered, "Father, what is it?" "It's ready. You may collect it from the counter; just mention my name." Tim, still worried, continued, "Dior, what's the matter

wait for Tim to reply before hanging

turned to Harry, "I'll get it for you

Harry nodded.

looked at his distant expression and was

recounted his personality. Harry had always been cold, so she should get

matter as she, bracing herself for the pain, limped her

it to

an aloof expression, he

words, however. She bit her lip and muttered, "I got hurt because of you, so it makes sense for you to take care of me, right?" "Okay," replied Harry as if

treat her ankle

said, "Are you going to

seeing how pale she looked, he frowned.