Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1760

Anthony wanted to reason with Charmine when she gazed into his eyes. " This is nothing. I can manage it myself, don't worry.”

Anthony thought of how Charmine's mood was already affected, and he did not want her to get angry. He stood by the side and watched her clean her wound, feeling worried.

Charmine, meanwhile, used an antiseptic to clean the ten-centimeter wound on her calf.

Luckily, it was not too deep.

Lucky, indeed, yet Anthony was still racked with grief, even though it was a minor injury. Anthony stared at Charmine worriedly.

Suddenly, vague flashbacks crossed his mind.

He vaguely remembered finding out that the brake to the car did not work when he examined the vehicle before the trip. He remembered wanting to go home and pick up a few tools to fix it, but he somehow forgot about it.

As a result, Charmine got hurt.

Anthony felt as though his heart had been stabbed. He knelt and gently caressed the sides of her wound, muttering, "Charmine, I'm sorry...to have hurt you."

Charmine looked at him. "It's not your fault; it's the car’s. Don't blame yourself." Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Anthony pursed his lips in a frown, wanting to say something else when Charmine piped in, "I'm hungry. Go and get me some food."

Anthony had to agree, "Okay.”

He looked at her deeply and fixed his eyes on her wound, feeling reproach for himself.

He said nothing and went out.

He went to get some takeaways from a restaurant. As he waited, he noticed couples visibly in bliss on the beach.

The sight made him feel conflicted.

He and Charmine should have been having the time of their lives at this hour.

Anthony cursed himself. How could he forget such an important thing at such an important time?

Luckily, the car rushed into the sea, and it was not too dangerous.

If it happened at the freeway or when he had to stop the car...

Anthony's heart sank.

If he put Charmine in any danger, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Thinking of his illness, Anthony was frustrated. He clenched his fists tightly, so much so that his greenish veins surfaced underneath his skin.

Seeing that his order was not ready, he stood up and went for a walk by the beach.

After taking some steps, he saw a familiar figure in front of him. He focused on the individual, only to see that it was...Waverly.

Anthony's gaze hardened as he scoffed at her. "Beat it," he snapped at her.

Waverly remained still, however, and was devoid of the soft, gentle facade she used to have.

Instead, her expression was malicious and evil. 'Wake up, Anthony. You'll never be able to make Charmine happy!"

Anthony felt as if the deepest end of his heart was punched. His handsome face changed.

"My dealings are none of your concern!" he hissed and briskly walked past her.

Needless to say, Waverly was not done yet.

She chased after him, marching in her heels, and growled, "Do you think you'll both have your fairytale ending even if Charmine accepts you like this? You might as well dream about it! Your illness can’t be cured!"

Anthony stopped abruptly, fists clenched so tightly that his bones popped audibly.

He slowly turned toward Waverly, eyes burning with silent fury as he glared at her. "Shut up. Don’t show up in front of me! Don’t blame me for being mean if you do!"

Waverly was not intimidated at all. She crossed her hands at her chest and scoffed, "What? I’m just telling the truth, and you’re all pissy?"

Anthony glared at her coldly. "I said, shut up!" "Oh, don’t pretend like you're holding on," jeered Waverly. "You'll never be able to make Charmine happy if you stay with her-you’ll only hurt her more! Once or twice is acceptable, but repeating after that will put Charmine's life at risk!" 1

Anthony's eyes dulled. He was somewhat moved and convinced...

Waverly was saying the things he had kept in the deep end of his heart, ones that he did not have the courage to face.