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Charmine’s expression faltered. Chris was supposed to be free from his seizures. Why was it back again? He was not acting, though—he was genuinely foaming at the mouth! Was he having a seizure again? Charmine then recalled how ill Chris once was and how he was once bedridden in the ICU, almost not making it out safely. Charmine pursed her lips. She, ultimately, did not want him to suffer.Glancing at Anthony, she then hoisted Chris into his arms and rubbed his back, muttering, “Okay, I promise you.” This instantly made Chris inwardly perk up. Alright! Mission succeeded! Of course, his tiny form continued to shiver, and he eventually ceased to as Charmine patted him. His tiny body would spasm sporadically, and he even reached out his tiny hand to wipe off the foam from his lips. With his head facing away from Charmine, however, he winked at the worried Chloe who stood by the door. Standing outside, Chloe sighed in relief as she noticed Chris was alright, shooting

Charmine placed her arms behind her head. Since she was used to sleeping early and waking up early, tiredness gnawed at her. Not wanting to trouble herself anymore, she shut her eyes and gently fell asleep. A long while later, late at night…It was quiet when the bathroom door slowly opened. Anthony had bathed in ice-cold water for a few hours before he managed to repress his carnal urges, and only then did he exit the bathroom. He spotted Charmine, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, and frowned. She actually fell asleep? He endured the harsh, bone-shaking ice-cold water of a shower, while she laid here as if nothing was happening? She looked so comfortable, just dozing off like that! Did she not care for him…at all? Anthony felt his anger rising in his chest, but as he watched how unbothered Charmine was, his heart sank. What right did he have to blame her? He was the one who pushed her away, and it was he who broke her heart so cold-bloodedly. He was the reason

Anthony’s cold only worsened, and he even looked unsteady in the way he walked. “Didn’t you say that I caught a cold?” said Anthony to Chris hoarsely, gazing down at the boy. Chris said worriedly, “Touch your forehead, Daddy. You’re not only having a cold—you have a fever! You burnt my hand!” Anthony felt his head. “It is rather hot.” “You’re ill, Uncle Anthony,” stated Chloe, “and you should get some medicine!”“Yeah.” Chris nodded. “Daddy, you’ll suffer from brain damage if your temperature keeps rising.” Chloe thoughtfully added, “Uncle Anthony, there’s a type of fennel on top of the mountain, and it’s good for treating colds. You and Auntie Charmine can go up to pick it.” Charmine was baffled. Why did she have to tag along? Charmine looked at the three of them and declared, “He can go on his own; I have other things to do.” Anthony paused. She really did not want to spend time with him? Chris grew antsy at her stubbornness and walked up to her. “Mommy, go with

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

“Shut up!” Harry could no longer hold in his anger at that point and shot her a vicious glare. “The best way you can make it up to me now is to shut up!” Dior saw the impatience in his eyes, and she finally stopped joking around. “Alright, get some rest…but I can’t stay quiet.” Noticing his frown, Dior quickly explained, “We can’t stay here forever, although I’d quite like that. You’re hurt now, and there are probably some villagers around at this hour. I need to call for help!” Harry leaned on the wall and had no more energy to deal with her. He looked so done with the situation as he closed his eyes. Dior’s heart sank at the sight of an injured Harry, and she prayed nothing would happen to him. Otherwise, she would not forgive herself. Biting back the pain that stabbed at her ankle, she staggered toward the middle of the pit, placing her hands around her mouth as she yelled, “Help! Is anyone there? Someone’s inside the pit! Help!” Meanwhile… Anthony was helping Charmi