Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 231

Charmine noticed that she was the one who had moved. Somehow, she was no longer sleeping on her far side of the bed, but she had moved inwardly to the center!

In other words, it was not Anthony who came over to hug her, but she was the one to have snuggled into his arms?

Charmine flushed with panic and embarrassment; this did not seem right. She usually slept without moving too much, and it was unlikely for her to roll around in bed. How did this happen?

Once he sat up, Anthony fixed his clothes elegantly and smirkingly commented, “It was understandable the last time when this happened, since Ms. Jordan was poisoned. This time is different, so shouldn’t Ms. Jordan explain what happened to me?”

The last time…

To her dismay, Charmine recalled the night she was poisoned by Manager Brown. When she regained consciousness at that period, her brain had segments of scenes: Some were of her launching at Anthony, some were of her grinding on him, and some were of her going on top o f him….

Embarrassed at the flood of memories, Charmine instantly snapped out of it. “What’s a big man like you whining about? You’re not the one who was taken advantage of. Don’t be so shameless!” With that, she got off the bed and was ready to leave.

Anthony, on the other hand, stared at her. “This was my first hug! I’ve always been chaste before! Shouldn’t Ms. Jordan consider being responsible for this?”

“Oh, don’t you lie! How’s it possible that you’ve never hugged a woman before? Don’t throw false accusations at me!” Charmine rolled her eyes as she put on her shoes.

Anthony grabbed on her wrist and reiterated with a serious face, “Charmine, I never lied.”

His intense stare that locked onto her made Charmine’s heart skip a beat.

Was it true that he never lied? Was he speaking of the truth then? Was Anthony a chaste man after all? This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Anthony’s lips curled up slightly. “Marry me, you won’t regret it.” His voice was deep and determined.

Charmine was overwhelmed with disbelief. The open world they were living in saw many men and women screwed and messed up, especially the wealthy men who liked to play with women. Yet, here they were, with Anthony still a chaste man…!

Of course no one would ever regret marrying Anthony as he was a one-in-a-million kind of man, but…

Charmine’s eyes went a shade duller as she pulled her hand away. “I don’t like men who are too chaste. Childish.” She came up with an excuse and left the room.

Anthony frowned. Childish?

Did that woman just call him childish? Or did she call him childish for being chaste? It seemed

like it was time to teach her a lesson.

Charmine ran into another room as if running from disaster. She went into the washroom and splashed cold water on her face as Anthony’s words rang in her ears still. She never thought that Anthony was a chaste man, but this fact made it even more impossible to be with him. She had to find the time to say what she said to him last night.

“You’re awake, Mommy?” came Chris’ sheepish voice. “Take a look at my drawing.”

Charmine turned to see Chris walking over with the drawing canvas in his hands.

The drawing was of the three of them sleeping on the same bed. A man and a woman sandwiched the little boy in the middle. It was also an oil painting, so it was apparent that Chris was painting the three of them.

Charmine asked in shock, “Momo, you painted this?”

“Yes, yes! Do you like it, Mommy?” Chris asked with anticipation in his eyes.

“Of course I like it! You’re so young yet you’re able to paint this impressive painting! You’re more talented than Mommy!” Charmine praised him as she ruffled his hair.

Chris jumped in joy. “As long as Mommy likes it! I got this inspiration very early in the morning today. I want to ask someone to come and hang this on the wall by the bed!”

Charmine’s grin faltered a little. Chris wanted to hang the painting by the bed? What if Chris’ grandparents or relatives come over? They would surely see it.