All Chapters of Warning: My Mommy is A Savage!: Chapter 1671 - Chapter 1680

Anthony’s body jolted as Charmine’s needle pricked into his skin, and he felt a numbing pain on his shoulder. He bit his lip and clenched his fists. A moment later, the poison that was advancing from the fang marks stopped and gathered to the mid-section. What was once a big patch of bruise seemingly reverted to the fang marks. Anthony felt his head that felt lightheaded the whole time sobered up afterward, and his vision was no longer as blurry. He looked at Charmine with a newfound sense of proudness and admiration. His woman was always so impressive. She could do anything with her needle! Due to this, he must not leave her alone here, living on her own in secrecy. Once she finished, Charmine shot him a dull stare as she wordlessly got back up on her feet and walked forward. Anthony followed behind her and comforted her as he looked at her aloof figure. “Don’t worry, I’m fine now.” Charmine scoffed. Who was worried about him? She did not bother to speak to him a

Harry debated with himself over the decision before he looked at Dior. “Fine.” The elated Dior ignored her wounds and went to support Harry onto the stretcher. “You can’t move, so you’ll need to lay down.” Harry did not insist; the result would be the same anyway. With Dior’s support, he laid on the stretcher while Dior fastened the buckles on him. Seeing how he laid on the stretcher so attractively and how she would be in his arms on the same stretcher, Dior felt like everything was worth it. Turning to look up, Dior called out, “Thank you, Charmine! I got a deep gash on my arm and Harry’s legs are fractured. We can’t move freely, so we’ll have to come up together.” Charmine, who was outside the pit, was flabbergasted. Dior was allowed to chase after her man, but she did not have to drag her into her mess! Seeing that this was the only option, Charmine could only agree, “Alright.” Dior made sure everything was secured before turning her gaze to look at the man on the s

Entering the room, Charmine and Chris spotted Anthony laying in bed. The usually powerful, enigmatic Anthony was left in a weak state, face lost of its color. The doctor, meanwhile, was treating his snake-bite wound left by the cobra. Anthony’s right arm was affected as well. His arm hung loosely by the side with tubes inserted to extract the poisoned blood out of his system. His dark-red blood that oozed out into the tubes looked like they were dripping from a small tap. The extracted blood was contained in a bow. Charmine felt her heart aching at the sight. Chris was horrified at the sight, and his tiny heart sank. He walked to Anthony’s side and sobbed worriedly, “Daddy, are you going to die?” Anthony looked up at him darkly and listlessly muttered, “I’m not.” When the bowl was filled up, the doctor pressed on the wound and reported, his relief palpable, “Luckily, the poisoned blood was contained just in time after he was bitten. He’s alright now. I’ll prescribe some

Harry turned to look at Dior as she got to her bed, but at that very moment, she was staring at him, too.Her eyes were clear like stars in the sky, twinkling with admiration and adoration. His eyes darkened. He should ask a lady like her to leave. Dior jolted as she noticed him looking at her. It was pure coincidence, see, as she had been gazing at him so lovingly when he turned. She took a while to react before she asked, “You’re awake?” Gazing at her, Harry opened his mouth to speak when his phone next to him rang. With just a glance, he noticed the caller ID stated that it was Sonia. Harry squinted his phone but could not help hovering his finger above the ‘answer’ option. Instantly, however, he recalled how she got into the luxury call of another man. His eyes clouded with silent fury, Harry moved his finger and pressed the reject button instead before tossing his phone away. Dior looked at him and asked, “Why didn’t you answer?” Harry looked at her darkly and s

Dior was instantly irritated. She glared at Sonia and sassily retorted, “Who are you to question him? What right do you have to question who Harry is with? Ma’am, don’t forget that you broke up with Harry long ago! What now? Did your rich boyfriend dump you, and you now want to get back with him? I’m sorry, but my man doesn’t like old shoes!” Harry’s eyes darkened at Dior’s words. “You—!” Sonia glared at Dior angrily. “Who are you? Since when do you have a say in the matter between Harry and I?” “Funny! I should be the one asking you the same question!” Dior scoffed at her. “Please look at yourself. I’m his girlfriend now! Who are you, pointing your finger at me?!” Sonia was so triggered that her face turned pale. She thought Harry was with this mean woman just to trigger her, yet even after Dior had dragged her to filth, he did not even speak for her stead? In the past, he would have fought anyone who talked to her like this, but it seemed that… Sonia looked at Harry inc