Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1668

There was a vague gleam of guilt in Harry’s eyes as he pursed his lips and agreed to Dior. "Let’s go down after breakfast."

Dior paused, not once expecting Harry to agree to her so quickly, yet she smiled nonetheless. "Okay!"

In the past two days, he had been treating her better.

He bought her clothes, brought her to his grandmother’s house, and even went up the mountain to see the stars with her. All she needed was to act innocent, and he would give in!

Eventually, Dior's charms slowly got to Harry. He had started to care about her and somehow had a place for her in his heart.

The elated Dior held onto Harry's arms as she brought him to eat their breakfast, and they ate together as they sat down.

It was early in the morning, and the sun was rising. The mountain was quiet, save for the chirping of different birds.

Dior could feel the breeze in the mountain. She watched as the warm sun rose with the person she loved beside her. She was very grateful.

How nice would it be if this moment would last longer? She would willingly stay up here if she had to!

Alas...

When she thought of how they were going back soon and she would not be able to see him anymore, her heart sank.

She had the plan ready but had not executed it.

Watching stars with her was far from enough!

Dior looked at Harry and bit her lip. She searched her brain for an idea, anything, that could stop him from returning to the city.

She looked at the noodles in the bowl and instantly lost her appetite.

She refused to let go of such a good opportunity!

Dior ate her noodles slowly, so slowly that she spent almost half an hour to finish.

Harry only took a few mouthfuls before putting down the fork. Sitting by the side, he was talking to someone on the phone.

When he kept his phone and turned to look at Dior, asking, "You're not done yet?"

The reluctant Dior could only put down the bowl and muttered, "Let’s go."

Harry nodded and stood up to leave while Dior followed behind him, her eyes wandering around.

What if she twisted her ankle? What if she fell really hard? i

He would not leave her behind, would he?

All these thoughts whirled in her mind as she gazed at the path ahead, formulating a plan.

Although she knew it would hurt, anything was worth it to keep this handsome, apathetic man.

Thinking of how they spent the night together last night, she felt good again. Things would be perfect for sure if she, despite being hurt, would be taken care of by Harry.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

While she would suffer at present, it was for the sake of her future happiness.

Dior trotted toward Harry's side in heels. "Do you have an important matter to deal with?" she asked.

Harry glanced at her coldly. "Work stuff."

Dior was speechless.

He was joking, right?

With his job, how much money could he earn per day? Also, he was leaving so urgently. So what if he quit his job? 2

Dior thought it through. It did not matter since it was work-related.

They started to make their way down the hill. Biting her ruby lips, Dior, still in her heels, intentionally twisted her ankle.

"Argh!" Her face instantly went pale as she cried out in pain.

However, her intention of twisting her ankle did not go as planned.

She lost her balance and failed to react in time after the initial pang of pain. Still on the path, her entire body wobbled as she was about to fall on her side...and right next to her was a large slope.

When Dior was about to fall, she instinctively reached out to hold Harry's hand.

Harry, still caught up with his work mentally, did not realize what had happened. Dior's tug sent him wobbling after her, and they both lost their balance.

Instantly, the two of them fell to the side of the path.

Thomp!

Dior and Harry fell on their sides on the path, sending them rolling down the slope.