Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1415

Charmine remained calmly seated as she slowly raised her clear eyes and glanced at the woman behind her. She scoffed. "What do you have to do with this? Didn't you do everything on your own when you got engaged with Anthony?"

It felt as though her wound was stabbed, and Waverly’s face turned a few shades paler despite having to act like Charmine did not faze her.

"Getting engaged and getting married are two different things. I'll only tell you this, though. If he doesn't care even for the wedding, do you think he'll treat you well afterward? He can ignore you now, and he'll ignore you ten times, a hundred times, after the wedding. He’ll forget you entirely one day!"

Charmine's fingers curled up unnoticeably, and her words resonated constantly in her ears.

'He can ignore you now, and he'll ignore you ten times, a hundred times...'

All of a sudden...

"Since when does an outsider like you have the right to meddle with my marriage with her?" a cold, masculine voice was heard from the door.

Charmine felt a sense of relief when she heard this magnetic voice, and she turned to see Anthony pushing open the door, walking toward them coldly.

Donning a black, long windbreaker, his being emitted a domineering aura so powerful that everyone else in the room felt humbled, oppressed.

Shooting Waverly a cold glance, he turned to Charmine and said gently," Sorry I'm late, my dear."

Waverly looked at Anthony, who was before her, with disbelief.

How did he get here? Did he not go for an examination? Why was he here, and safely, too? Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Charmine looked at Waverly's pale face and smirked.

"You're not late-l just started."

Studying her makeover, he did not hold back as he complimented, "So beautiful."

Charmine's delicate face was filled with confidence. "My husband has good eyes. Help me pick which hairdo suits me nicer."

Anthony looked at the catalog and pointed at a hairdo. "This suits you." "Okay." Charmine decided on it right away as she turned and spoke to the makeup artist, 'This one.”

She believed in Anthony's choice.

"Certainly." The artist and her assistants instantly started to comb Charmine's hair.

Anthony took a seat at the side as he waited for her, his eyes brimming with endearment as though no one else was around him.

Waverly saw this and felt embarrassed.

Curses! She was all ready to ridicule Charmine, but who would have expected the tables would turn against her instead? 2

The couple only had each other in their eyes, and none of them spared her a glance. Romance filled the studio.

She was the one neglected, like a clown!

She bit her pale lip and clenched her fists, her fingernails nearly digging into her flesh.

"Anthony, don’t forget that we’re still engaged!”

Only then did Anthony glance at her. ‘You should know the reason why we're engaged. If you don’t leave now, do you want me to send you out myself?"

His dark voice was ominous.

Waverly's face turned extremely pale, but not daring to challenge Anthony, she could only leave angrily, her arms swinging at her sides.

Her ten-centimeter-tall hells stomped against the floor as she lashed out in anger, her heels producing squeaks and sharp noises.

Charmine looked at Anthony. "Have you finished your work?" "Not yet, but..." Anthony looked at her. "How could I let my wife be here, trying out her makeover alone?”

Charmine felt loved.

Sure, she was the one making the wedding preparations, but none of that mattered after hearing his words.

Marrying Anthony was worth it.