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 were in the

looked rather hazy that night, and the surroundings were tranquil, save for

they both sat opposite one

follow you around from now on, Charmine," she declared. "If you want to start any business, count me in. I'll have your back, and you, mine. We won’t get

not fall out of love, and no, she

bottle with Dior's and softly responded,

to put a smile on her face. "Deal. We won’t get married, and we'll focus on making

much money that she would

"No marriage; just

picked up the bottle and took a mouthful. She put

us, boys!" "You got that right," Charmine chimed in. "We

unknowingly prolonging their

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

accepted the call nonetheless. "Mr. Peterson, is something the

not seen Charmine for a long while. Hearing her voice

They do construction work, and I think it suits you. However, this project is quite complex, and

phone tightly.