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...

while Charmine and Dior

that night, and the surroundings were tranquil, save for the gentle

both sat opposite one another,

Charmine's-it felt like they were 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 your

that tool. She did not fall out of love,

her bottle with Dior's and softly responded,

on her face. "Deal. We won’t get

so much money that she would

right," harrumphed Charmine. "No

took a mouthful. She put it down and put on gloves to start eating

she ate. "Steer clear from us, boys!" "You got that right," Charmine chimed

of them drank, unknowingly prolonging their session

phone on the table rang abruptly. Frowning, she walked up to the phone and picked it up, only to find

accepted the call nonetheless. "Mr. Peterson, is

while. Hearing her

looking for partners. They do construction work, and I think it suits you. However, this project

held onto the phone tightly. She narrowed her