Chapter 1673

However strong Charmine was, she was still a young lady in her early twenties. How horrible was he to have ruined someone like her? Anthony’s eyes were filled with pain, and his breaths grew uneven as the guilt and hurt racked his body. … Charmine quickly returned with the stretcher. She tied a rope around one end before tossing it into the pit. Despite the pain she felt around her ankle, she endured it and staggered toward Harry, wanting to help him up on his feet before he shot her a cold stare. “You go first.” Dior frowned. “You can’t move your legs now. Why are you getting up alone? If you fall again, I won’t be able to live with myself!” It was apparent how much she adored Harry by the look she had on her face. Harry then thought of how it would be difficult for him to go up on his own. Noticing that he was convinced, Dior reached out to help him. “You go first. Don’t worry about me; I’ll be right behind you.” Harry could only concede at this point. After tak