Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1692

Chris was speechless.

Was that it?

What happened? He was waiting for Anthony and Charmine to kiss!

Were they not getting all chummy already?

It seemed that they had not returned to the state they once were in. In that case, he just had to keep working on it!

Inside the room...

Having changed into a different outfit, Charmine sat by the bedside and looked out of the window, her eyes gleaming as she did.

It felt as though the best days from before never ended, that it continued still.

Anthony disregarded his fever as he kept her safe.

Chris, meanwhile, had not smiled so genuinely for a long time.

Truthfully, all of this was good.

However...

Charmine looked visibly discorded and willed herself to not trouble herself. Inhaling deeply, she then headed out.

She went to the vegetable field and brought a handful of vegetables. By the time she went home, it was noon. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Anthony had already changed into a different outfit and was conversing with Chris inside the pavilion.

Charmine squinted at the sight. She went over, and as she was about to choose the vegetables, Anthony's tall figure walked toward her. "Let me do it."

Charmine did not refuse his help and walked into the kitchen to start the fire.

After Anthony had chosen the vegetables, he went inside as well.

Spotting Charmine rinsing the chicken, he walked toward her and offered," Let me cut that. You wash the vegetables."

Charmine, once more, put up no resistance and washed the vegetables instead. She then started to cut and prepare the ingredients as Anthony started the fire.

Anthony did all the heavy-lifting while Charmine wrapped up the lighter tasks.

The two of them worked together to prepare the meal while Chris played in the front yard. The atmosphere felt blissful as if they truly were a family of three.

That evening, at the village chief's house.

Dior's twisted ankle had completely recovered. Her arm was still bandaged, however, so she still could not move as freely.

Despite that, she did not seem to care about herself. In the past two days, she had stayed by Harry's side and taken good care of him, much to the village chief's pleasure.

She had heard of their conversation with Sonia, too.

Apparently, Sonia and Harry had broken up and found herself a rich boyfriend. What Sonia did not know was Harry's actual asset...

Sigh.

She was just an old lady, and she should not meddle with the affairs of the young ones. Seeing how sincere Dior was, the village chief was at ease.

Dior had a genial disposition while Harry had a distant personality, courtesy of what had happened in his childhood.

The two of them complimented one another, so much so that everything would be amazing if they could stay together.

The village chief made dinner and got to their room. "Dior, Harry, dinner’s ready."

"Coming!" replied Dior before she got to Harry's bedside and supported him with her free arm. 1

Harry looked visibly irked as he looked at Dior coldly, though conflicted in his right.

He wanted to let Dior leave, but when he thought of how Sonia was still around, he knew she would make a scene if she came over and saw him alone.

The so-called 'making-a-scene' was her 'comforting' him, asking him not to feel too bad.

He knew exactly what she was thinking.

She wanted him to mourn for his loss, to miss her so badly that he missed his meals. This way, she would feel satisfied.

Well, he would never show that to Sonia!

With that, Harry allowed Dior to help bring him to the table, and they sat opposite one another.

The village chief spooned some vegetables for Dior and said, "Have some more, Dior. Tell me what you want to eat tomorrow, and I'll make them for you."

Dior smiled. "I like anything you make, Grandma, especially this dish. I won't be able to find it in town- it's so yummy!"

The village chief smiled a blissful smile. "If you like it, bring some with you when you go back."