Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1478

Chapter 1478

The waterweeds had always been smooth and separated. If nobody tied knots with them, they would not be able to hold a person down.

However, when Charmine was trapped, she clearly saw strands of waterweeds tied up in a lump.

That trapped her at the bottom.

Who was trying to hurt her?

Charmine suddenly had the image of Sabrina, the second lead actress who always stood behind her eerily, i

Could it be her?

Hmph!

There was a glint of ferocity in Charmine's eyes.

Eric glared at the director and snapped, "Go home. We'll speak about the contract later."

The director's heart sank. He understood that Eric was thinking of breaking the contract.

He wanted to talk him out of it, but thinking of how Charmine was put in such danger, he was too ashamed to say anything. He apologized once more and left.

"Leave this show," asserted Eric to Charmine.

Charmine was about to nod when her gaze landed on Maurice, who was standing by the side.

She pursed her lips. "Who said I'd do that?"

Eric looked at her in shock.

She was not angry and even wanted to keep working on the show?

Did the waterweeds get to her head or something?

Usually, he would not be able to speak before Charmine would tell off the entire crew badly.

Was it...?

Eric looked at Maurice.

Had she really fallen for this man, and was she staying for him?

Charmine said, "I like this show. Nobody wanted this accident to happen, either. It's not their fault."

Eric had a straight face and said nothing on the matter.

At this point, however, he was starting to believe there was something more.

Maurice took Charmine's intravenous stand with one hand and held her hand with the other. They both walked to the garden at the back of the hospital.

He looked at her gently and asked, "Do you have things to tell me?"

Charmine blinked, revealing her clear eyes. "Not really. I just didn’t want them to follow us."

It was then she noticed a reporter taking photos of them. She held onto Maurice's arm and leaned in. "Mo, thank you for yesterday."

This part, she meant it sincerely.

If he did not notice her in time and did not jump in so fearlessly, she could have died.

"It's fine," replied Maurice gently, "don’t take it to heart."

He helped her to sit on the stool, and a cold breeze blew.

Not having her hair tied, Charmine’s hair fluttered with the wind.

Maurice did not hesitate to remove his suit to put it on her. Seeing her hair messed up, he removed his tie off of his white shirt and handed it to her. Charmine looked at him, confused. "What's this for?"