Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 3

Harold slightly raised the corners of his mouth, looking at the girl in front of him. Not only was she a bumpkin, her face was also chubby.

“Don’t tell me you’re my…” Harold couldn’t believe it, “…wife?”

Crystal thought she was seeing a ghost. She burst into tears, whining, “I,I, I’m just hungry. It’s just a small pear. I shouldn’t provoke you this much you have to rise from death. It’s too much, sir…”

Her cry was so loud that Harold ducked back, rubbing his brows. Eventually, he lifted her up and sat her on the altar as if she was a little stray cat, his voice low. “If you cry again, I’ll throw you into the

casket.”

Crystal immediately shut up. Her large eyes were filled with tears.

“How old are you? You can’t tell between a human and a ghost?”

Crystal finally realized that this man was a real human and not a ghost as she had seen his shadow. “You were dead, weren’t you…” Crystal pointed at the pitch-black casket. “It’s obviously your dead body inside…”

Harold raised his eyebrows and walked over to the casket. He knocked on it, asking, “Do you want to see the body?”

she stammered,

and he didn’t want to be a good man, either. He deliberately

swallowed her saliva, her eyes

I’ll kill you and then throw your body into the wild,”

scalp went numb, her face saying that the other was so

let her stand on her feet. As soon as Crystal touched the ground, she wanted to run away. Harold pulled her

move.”

Trembling, she said, “Master White… we don’t need to open the coffin, do we? It’s

His gaze was indifferent as he said, “It’s utterly exciting to open

him dead just like that? With some

pushed the lid aside. Crystal turned her face away and didn’t dare to look at it.

turned her face and nerved herself to look at the casket. Sure

far away,

reacted swiftly, scooping Crystal into the casket with

stunned. How did she

inside, the space. narrowed down. She could only lean back in Harold’s arms. Her forehead was pressed

“Master White…”