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.

you keep quiet?"

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.

not hear her, shutting his eyes as he

looked at how worn-out Harry seemed

of silence, Harry's breaths grew

Charmine could not help

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

felt bad for him-truly

a prepossessing man and was loyal too,

that, he

have to go through so much pain in his

once allowing him to be hurt. She did not want him to lose his dignity for

and he did not accept her kindness. He was

at him and sighed helplessly. She then took a blanket from the side and draped it over

she remained standing at his bedside instead and watched over him for

her head and left a gentle peck on his cheek. It was as if she had gained the most precious thing in the world,

and acted as if

know was that Harry was

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