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...

asleep while Charmine and

looked rather hazy that night, and the surroundings

beers as they both sat

bottle for herself and clinked it with 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 back, and you, mine. We won’t get married, and we'll live just fine this

that tool. She did not fall

with Dior's and softly

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

much money that she would drown out herself, forgetting Harry in the

"No

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

"Steer clear from us, boys!" "You got that right," Charmine

drank, unknowingly prolonging their session

table rang abruptly. Frowning, she walked up to

"Mr.

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

They do construction work, and I think it suits you. However, this project is quite complex, and it’ll take two to three years to complete. I'm heading over there tomorrow. Would you like

held onto the phone tightly. She narrowed her

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