Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1770



chapter 1770

With Charmine's approving look, Anthony put his arm around her and picked up the microphone given to him. He then declared formally, "We'll hold our wedding here at Rose Garden in half a month.”

An uproar ensued after Anthony's announcement.

They were about to hold their wedding!

So soon, and so sudden! 1

Anthony was about to hold a wedding with Waverly but canceled it. All of a sudden, he would be marrying Charmine in half a month's time?

Unperturbed by the crowd, Anthony sternly warned, authoritatively so, " Remember: this garden is private property. Nobody is allowed to step inside."

Once done, he returned the microphone and stretched out an arm toward Charmine, his gaze fond and soft as he stared at her.

Like a princess from a fairytale would, Charmine hooked her arm around his.

The crowd made way for them. Everyone watched as they both walked into the sea of flowers as though no one else was around.

Guards were stationed at the entrance, too.

Anthony and Charmine truly were like king and queen from fairytales. Everyone watched on with admiration and envy. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

How beautiful!

It was clear how Anthony loved Charmine ardently!

The reporters finally reacted and continued to take photos.

The live-streaming MV channel gained the most viewers of all time, and their viewing rate went up to 10.0!

The channel became the go-to source for information, garnering billions of viewers with an insane amount of comments.

The owner of the mysterious sea of roses was revealed at last!

This news made it to Tweeter and had ridiculous coverage of responses.

Various comments were left in threads regarding the matter, too.

[God! Kill me now! He's such a good man!] [Boss Bailey is so in love! Charmine is so lucky!] [If only a man treats me as nice, I'll die with no regret!] [I’m sobbing just reading this touching love story! What Boss Bailey has shown is true love!] [Right! He treated Charmine badly because of his illness! He didn't want Charmine to suffer with him!] 1 [God! How is there such pure love in the world?] [I can't wait for their wedding. The way Boss Bailey looks at Charmine is so loving, and the way Charmine gazes at him is so sincere. They're so in love!] [I'm so envious! I'm so envious! Why can't I have this kind of romantic love? ]

The internet was filled with blessings and wishes for Anthony and Charmine's wedding.

Television channels replayed the news while magazines were printed rapidly about the topic. This news became international and instantly became the most-discussed topic in all countries.

Within half a day, every country was aware of their wedding!

A luxury car pulled over outside a police station.

Max rushed out of the car and into the police station. Within ten minutes, Waverly was bailed out.

She seemed visibly worn out with her hair tousled, too. Her eyes looked tired, and she looked wrecked.

Max brought her into the car. Seeing her in such a state made his heart ache.

"Don't worry, Waverly. I’ll take revenge on your behalf!"

Waverly looked up with a ferocious gaze, but as she was about to speak, she saw newspapers from the corner of her eyes.

The headline printed on it read, [Boss Bailey Burned A Large Sum To Create A Romantic Rose Garden For His Girlfriend, Charmine Jordan. The Two Are Getting Married!]

Below the headline were photos of Anthony and Charmine, strutting like the king and queen at the rose garden.

They looked visibly enamored with one another.

Waverly picked up the newspapers and glared at the news in disbelief. "Is this true?"

Max hesitated for a moment before he relented and confessed, "Yes, Anthony found a cure for his illness. He has declared to the world that he's getting married to Charmine. Don't trouble yourself, Waverly! We’ll think of another way-"

Max's words fell on deaf ears, however. Waverly balled her fair hands tightly into fists, her eyes burning and seething in jealousy as she did.


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