Chapter 1687

Chris’ face scrunched as his worry overtook him.

Pursing her lips at the sight of a worried Chris, Charmine added, "If you’re worried about your father, you can go and check on him."

"What about you, Mommy?" Chris gazed at her expectantly, eyes wide with hope.

"I'm not going," came Charmine's simple answer.

"Alright, then..." Chris reluctantly walked out of the house, his figure seemingly desolate as he did.

Charmine willed herself to remain aloof as she sat in the living room, with one hand supporting her face. Despite that, her thoughts ran rampant.

Within a few minutes, Chris' alarmed, urgent voice was heard from the other side, "Daddy, don't scare me...! Why are you throwing up blood?"

Throwing up blood? Was it that bad?

Charmine's heart clenched at the thought as her hand on the table twitched.

was that sickly because of her. It made sense for her to go and check up on

not stop herself from standing up,

to the door, however, a thought occurred

dish for this

to be severely ill so he would leave the village and get professional

case, this matter should

came into the village, however,

the doorknob and walked out of the house, but instead of heading toward Anthony's house, she

her mind, and she had to get a breather

Charmine relished the breeze that blew by. She gazed at the light coming from the houses and felt

beautiful figure not too far

eye contact before the other woman

"Dior?"

came toward Charmine and said, "Why are

had been removed, but her arm was still bandaged. This did not seem to bother her, however, as she happily chirped, "My leg has pretty much recovered. The doctor said I can go out for a walk, so I came out to enjoy the

Charmine frowning, Dior probed, "Something's on

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