Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 1730

Dior turned to Charmine and commented, 'This feels nice, Charmine. I find myself not thinking about that jerk when I’m busy.”

Charmine smiled. "Good. Carry on, then."

This was only half of her plan.

"Alright." Dior nodded. Every stick and branch was treated like they were Harry, to which Dior lashed out on as she halved them.

Jerk! Idiot! Dummy!

That malignant woman got to Harry's brain, just like that. What a fool!

Dior no longer wanted to love him-she refused to love a nitwit.

She cut the sticks and branches mercilessly. One slash, two slashes...

Charmine and Dior cut out wood for the entire day. The feeling of letting go and focusing on something made Dior feel less horrible.

After dinner...

Charmine and Dior

the surroundings

both sat

a team. "I'll follow you around from now on, Charmine," she declared. "If you want to start any business, count me in. I'll have

loved Harry, that tool. She did not fall out of love, and no, she was not

with Dior's

her face. "Deal. We won’t get married, and we'll focus on

make so much money that she

Charmine. "No marriage;

bottle and took a mouthful. She put it down and put

us, boys!" "You got that right,"

both of them drank, unknowingly prolonging their session to the middle

Charmine walked inside to get more beer, the phone on the table rang abruptly. Frowning, she walked up to the

call nonetheless. "Mr. Peterson, is something

had not seen Charmine for a long while. Hearing her voice once

think it suits you. However, this project is quite complex, and it’ll

held onto the phone tightly. She narrowed her