Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1719

Dior's usually optimistic eyes brimmed with tears, and Harry could feel his heart sinking at the sight.

"Harry..."

Dior stared straight at him, her voice hoarse as she urgently reasoned," Sonia really lied to you. This was her plan with George! Her body is fine, but she made this upto keep the baby. Also, her jumping into the river was all part of her grand scheme. She waited for you to look over before she jumped in... Her relationship with George isn’t what she told you to be. She "Shut up!" Harry snapped, unable to continue listening to Dior.

Why would Dior do this?

Back in the ward, the amicable Sonia even coaxed him, telling him not to take it out on Dior. She even explained that it was not Dior's fault, that it was just a misunderstanding.

As for the baby, Sonia was so close to aborting it silently. She even hit her belly in front of him. Why would that be a lie?

Harry glared at Dior, not liking her behavior at all. She was full of lies, one to twist stories to her liking.

The small speck of guilt he had for her instantly vanished.

Harry's expression froze over as he glared at her frigidly. "Enough! I don't need you interfering in my matters with her!" "Harry..." The helpless Dior stared at Harry vulnerably. "What I say is true-" "Even if it's true, does it matter?" Harry scoffed impatiently. "Even if she lied to me, I’m willing to let her do that. It has nothing to do with you!"

A thought occurred to him as he stared at her furiously. Fishing out a card, he tossed it at Dior. "Seeing as I have used you for my gain, I owe you a favor, and this sum of money is enough to make up for it. From now on, I don’t owe you anything. Now, get lost!"

The card slapped Dior's face.

Dior’s face lost all of its zest and color as her round eyes stared at him incredulously.

Did Harry just use money to humiliate her love for him? Was all the kindness she had shown to him, how she heralded him, placed him on a pedestal...equivalent to this card?

He humiliated her for this evil woman.

Harry noticed Dior's reddened eyes and could not help feeling rather conflicted. Thinking of the lies she had spewed, however, he remained silent and shot her a steely gaze.

Worried that he might hurt Sonia again, he instructed the nurse by the side in front of Dior, "Arrange for a few securities over here to guard the ward. Without my permission, nobody can enter, especially her." "Understood." The nurse looked at Dior sympathetically and did as she was told.

Harry glared at Dior before he headed back into Sonia's ward, shutting the door behind him heartlessly.

Dior could only watch as the door slammed shut right in front of her, her being still frozen where she stood. Her heart was searing in pain as though it had been skewered.

'Not allowed to enter'? Harry was that certain she had hurt Sonia?

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Nothing hurt more than this.

She wanted the best for Harry, yet he used money to humiliate her sincerity. He did this to her! 1

Dior’s eyes reddened as tears fell from her eyes.

Her heart was never this hurt before; it felt like it was chainsawed.

She just could not breathe.

Love truly could hurt this much, huh?

Staring at both Harry and Sonia inside the ward, Dior's lips curled up a painful smile in despair. Reaching out to wipe off her tears, she then turned to leave.