Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1661

Rooted where she stood, Zoe turned ghost-like pale as she looked at her hand in horror, before turning to look at Charmine wrathfully. "D*mn it! What did you do to my hand? Why is my hand like this?!"

Charmine scoffed. "Your hand's been naughty; it had to be punished" "You-!" Zoe's form shook in anger as she marched toward Charmine. "I'm going to beat you up!"

Charmine stood her ground proudly, however. She lifted a finger, revealing a few needles that glinted under the light.

This effectively stopped Zoe in her tracks.

Charmine shot Zoe a ruthless stare. "What? You want your other hand to be ruined, too?"

Zoe's face grew paler at that, and she bit her lip at Charmine's taunt.

D*mn this woman! She was playing dirty!

Charmine was too skilled. She would be the one hurt if she fought her.

"Just you wait," sneered Zoe as she swept a fierce stare at them. "You won't get away with this so easily!"

Standing firm, Charmine parted her red lips, saying, "I'll be waiting.”

With that, Zoe-gaze heated with fumes rising from her skin-stomped away, shutting the door behind her with a loud slam.

At that moment, Anthony, who was on the bed, moaned. "Mmh..."Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Charmine turned to look at him and noticed just how...tormented he seemed. His handsome face was beaded with sweat, and his brows tightly knitted together.

She could feel the heat he emanated even from the bedside.

Charmine did not know how much poison Zoe administered to him. He seemed so tortured.

Overridden with worry, Chris reached out to feel Anthony's body but quickly retrieved his hand the moment he did.

What happened to Anthony? The dose he fed him was very safe.

Had that woman drugged him, too?

Oh, no.

Given the situation, only Charmine could cure him!

Chris looked at Charmine and asked, "Mommy, Daddy is severely sick.

What can we do? Can you help him?"

Charmine looked at Anthony and narrowed her eyes.

Help him, huh?

She was the one who left, and Zoe had a chance to drug him...but that did not mean she had to help him!

Charmine looked at Chris and answered, "I can't help him, dear.”

Chris turned to look at Anthony, and his tiny face scrunched with worry as he began to sob anxiously.

"Mommy, please help Daddy, okay? His suffering will only prolong at this rate! Momo doesn't want to lose a Daddy..." Chris' sobs turned into soft wails. "Mommy, please help Daddy."

He cried sadly as if Anthony was terminally ill.

Charmine, on the other hand, remained apathetic.

He had cut her off long ago. Would she, all of a sudden, help him?

Nope.

Charmine turned to Chris, wanting to comfort him by telling him Anthony would be well enough after a shower.

Before she could say anything, the crying Chris began to tremble as his seizure kicked in, his adorable face scrunching into a pained expression as he did.

"Momo!" The sight terrified Charmine as she bent to hug him. "Don't panic, it's not that severe. Your Daddy will be fine!"

Chris' tiny body fell into her arms, yet his form convulsed even more deliriously as he sobbed breathlessly, "Mommy...help...help Daddy... Help...

Help...Daddy..."

Sheer worry was etched onto Charmine's face. She was about to console Chris when things escalated.

Chris fell onto the ground as white foam began to spill through his lips, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he did.