Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1632

Chapter 1632

Charmine narrowed her eyes and looked at Luke’s neck.

It was right then and there a thought occurred to Charmine, and her entire being oozed with spite.

Anthony was a fool. Who did he think she was?

Was this all he got, and he actually thought she would be touched?!

Charmine smiled ironically and stood up from the pavilion, walking into the kitchen.

When she saw the pile of readily cut sticks, her gaze turned steely as she piled them all up, throwing them outside, i

Thronk!

All the sticks fell to the ground.

Charmine did not care as she turned back to bring out the remaining ones.

In the house next door, where Anthony and Luke continued to work...

Anthony expected Charmine to be touched after seeing all the hard work done for her. She would at least cook for him!

Just as he grew hopeful of this thought, however, he heard a loud noise.

He frowned and walked out to find out what it was.

All he saw was Charmine coldly throwing the pile of sticks outside her house.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

Was she not touched? Why would she throw them out!?

Charmine noticed his eyes on her, but she did not care; it only made her swing the sticks to the ground harsher. It was as if these sticks disgusted her.

Anthony stood before the door and clenched his fists. His eyes grew darker as he watched her rejecting his kindness.

Was she that disgusted by him trying to help her?

How bad was her impression of him? i

Charmine! 1

Charmine smirked and snorted.

Heh. She knew it.

Did he expect her to thank him for the thought of it? It was tiring to ask someone else to do it for him!

The more Charmine thought about it, the angrier she was. She even poured out all the water in the bucket.

When she saw that there was nothing related to him inside her bamboo house, she calmed down and went in to sit.

Instantly, she saw the fresh flowers on the table. They were not where they were once before, and their water had been changed, too.

She narrowed her eyes and picked up the vases, throwing them outside.

Crash!

The expensive porcelain vases broke into pieces. The flowers fell all over the place, and their petals were ruined, just like how her tingling heart froze had gotten hurt all over again.