Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 1962

Dior looked forward to that new shift.

She watched as Harry made his way into the restaurant silently, unable to deter her mind from the daydreams she had of him, of the new chapter of their story they would have. 1

He would apologize to her, trying to redeem himself, and kiss her dearly as he embraced her. Later down the line, they would have a child of their own, too. i

Harry's long legs walked in strides, his dark gaze trained on Dior.

The bright light shone on Dior's delicately stunning face, and she also wore a red dress.

He remembered her wearing this back in Mount Village.

He could remember how alluring she looked back then, how they stayed in the same room, how she put down her ego to treat him with so much gentleness.

Harry's cold face mellowed down, but recalling a certain memory, the vague wistfulness in him vanished and he sat in front of her.

Dior looked at him fondly, like she always would. "Long time no see.”

Her eyes burned brightly as if she wanted to drink in his existence entirely.

He met her eyes and said coldly, "What

as if he was in a rush to leave. He frowned slightly and looked

shade duller. However, she retained her elegant smile

go straight to the point. She wanted to see the change in his expression when

up as she opened up her

However...

her

saw that it was the hospital calling, his cold face instantly turned taut as he answered right

that he could care about was his phone. Dior's

was right in front of him, but he

sank, but she continued to look at him. She had to talk to him

an urgent voice

left,

wrist is cut, and she's severely hurt. Please

plunged as he shot Dior a ruthless glare, filled with disgust

made

from his seat coldly and

What happened?

Dior acted instantaneously and chased after him, not having enough time to formulate her thoughts as she grabbed his wrist. "Harry, listen to

She felt nauseous.