Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1652

"Harry, why don't you go and dance?" Dior sat next to Harry, placed the plate with slices of meat on the table, and looked at him intensely.

Harry took another sip of his wine. "I'm not interested," he responded.

Dior then gazed at his striking side-profile, watching as his Adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed. Blinking, there was only one thought in Dior's mind at that very moment-kiss him.

With this thought in her mind, her head instinctively leaned closer to him.

This was a good opportunity to kiss him. She was not Dior if she missed this!

Seemingly noticing what she was up to, Harry pressed a finger against Dior’s forehead, effectively stopping her ruby lips from grazing his thin ones. 1

Their lips were only a few centimeters away from one another.

"Don't mess around!" snapped Harry as he then pushed her away. Of course, this did not sit well with Dior.

"Didn't you admit to being my boyfriend earlier?" she spoke. "So what if I kiss you?"

Harry glared at her coldly, but he did not deny Dior's statement.

Keeping her around for the time being was to his advantage, after all.

He pursed his lips and said, "You're a lady. Can you behave like one?"

Dior smiled proudly. "Why would I have to behave in front of you?"

This mystified Harry as he looked at her silently. With his emotions in a mini storm, he then lit a cigarette.

Dior watched him smoke and was charmed by him. "You look so good even when you’re smoking."

Harry was speechless.

Harry tossed the cigarette away and extinguished it. "Can you leave me alone?"

Dior pouted. No, she did not want to leave him, but the last thing she wanted was to pressure him. "Remember to finish the meat I got you, then," she muttered, "or I won’t leave you alone."

Harry looked at her dully, not agreeing verbally but not saying otherwise either. He said nothing, and that was as good as a yes.

Dior finally left Harry, feeling reassured. Turning around, she then walked off to rejoin the dancing villagers, gyrating her hips as she did.

Chris, meanwhile, wanted to shift the tides of what was happening. Taking Chloe's hand into his, they joined the dance and looked as though they danced to a waltz.

Charmine, standing on her own, watched as Chris danced to his heart's content, her beautiful red lips curling into a small. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Suddenly, the man supporting the mid-section of the giant lion circling the flame slipped. The lion's body twisted and fell into the fire.

As it was made of paper, the lion caught fire all too quickly, causing the flame to spread quickly.

The man leading the head-section pulled while the man at the back pushed, but they failed to stop instantly. The lion, set ablaze, charged right toward Charmine!

Everyone stepped back in horror as the fire from the lion began to spread. The villagers, only having themselves in mind, failed to warn Charmine in time.

When Chris finally snapped out of it on the other side, he cried out loudly, " Mommy!"

He glared at the moving lion.

'Please, please, be safe!'

Charmine was too fixated on Chris that she failed to notice the lion coming her way. Even as she sensed the people around her scurrying away, she did not react in time when she heard Chris crying out to her.

Charmine looked over to see the flaming lion rushing at her...and she was rooted on the spot.

Before she could react, a tall figure came before her, and Charmine instantly caught a whiff of the familiar cologne.

This was Anthony's signature scent.

Seeing the man before her, Charmine was just about to push him away... when the rampaging lion came crashing toward them.

The flame that rose to great heights, one that enveloped the heavy lion, came crashing down onto Anthony's arm that shielded her head.

It even hit his head!

The crash was so severe that the lion even broke down upon impact!