Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 276

Anthony halted in his step. “Ms. McKenzie is indeed impressive, but I don’t like women who stick themselves to me, chasing after me, giving one the impression of a loyal dog.”

With that said, he freed his wrist from her grip and strode away. He also used his handkerchief to wipe his wrist before he tossed the cloth into a bin. It was arrogant, apathetic, without a trace of gentleness.

McKenzie was left with a greenish pale face. Did Anthony just call her a loyal dog? She put down her ego before his to chase him, yet he compared her to a loyal dog? Would there even b e a spark of romance between them had she not initiated the chase? 1

Anthony was obviously making it hard for her, insulting her! It did not matter if his parents supported her nor if she came to their home three hours per day… Anthony would still ignore her!

Inside the attic…

Charmine was just as puzzled. Did she just see how Anthony behaved rather coldly toward another woman? His comeback to reject McKenzie sounded oddly familiar, too, like the time she rejected him before…

Once she composed herself, the dejected McKenzie walked into the lift. Once she was gone, Chris opened the door of the attic and half-whispered, “Daddy, Daddy…! Come here! Mommy was touched by your attitude and she wants to marry you for that!”

Charmine was riddled with question marks.

Since when did she say that?

Too late. Anthony turned to look at her, and she did not even have the time to recompose herself. The expression on her face seemed rather touched…

Anthony started making his way to her, one step at a time. Chris ran away and disappeared without a trace, like a puff of smoke. 1

Charmine was stunned.

Did that boy just sell out his Mommy like that?

She wanted to walk out of the attic, but Anthony already walked inside and shut the door behind him. The attic was only a few square meters wide, filled with many bookshelves, thus the space was narrow and limited. With his tall and big figure, he made the atmosphere in the room rather intimidating…

Charmine raised her brow. “Please don’t tell me you really believe the words of a five-year

old.”

“Of course not,” answered Anthony, his voice mellow and mature.

Charmine sighed in relief. “Then let me leave, I’m going out.”

Anthony did not speak, and instead, he carried her in his arms and placed her on the small table by the side.

With a thrumming heart, flushed-face Charmine blurted, “What are you doing? Don’t do what I think you’re about to do, or I won’t be nice to you!” She even purposely cracked her knuckles as it made a sound

Unfazed, Anthony ordered, “Don’t move.”

His voice was low and deep and low, as if it was a serious warning. With that said, he placed his hands on Charmine’s upper arms. He pressed his hands on them gently and slowly made his way down to her wrists, then her fingers…

Charmine felt like she was zapped by an electric shock that spread throughout her being. Since his palms were large and icy, every inch of her skin he touched made her feel nervous.

She had never been so close to a man in so many years nor did she let any man touch her, yet here they were: Anthony touching her arms, every finger of hers… This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

She should have punched him right away, but he was not trying to take advantage of her either. She had no choice but to remain still on the table. “Anthony,” she yelped, “what are you trying to do?!” Anthony’s massive hands landed on her thighs!