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.

however, remained level-headed, impassive like water. He met her eyes and said coldly, "What do

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

she retained her elegant smile

impatient, she would go straight to the point. She wanted to see the change in his expression when he found out how

red lips curled up as she opened

However...

grazed the USB in her

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

a frown on his face, and all that he could care about was his phone. Dior's hand that held the USB froze as she registered the worried look in his

right in front of him, but he seemed to have blanked

had to talk to him after this

urgent voice came

left, someone attempted to

wrist is cut, and she's severely

a

sight made

up from his seat

What happened?

not having enough time to formulate

She felt nauseous.