Spoil My Sweet Window

Spoil My Sweet Widow Novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4

“I can’t let others know that I’m not dead.”

“Hmm…” Crystal thought for a moment. “But why did you bring me in here?”

Harold tutted. “It just came handy.”

Crystal wiggled her body. “Can we go out now…”

Harold pushed open the lid of the casket. He jumped out agilely with the support of only one hand. Crystal’s forehead was covered in sweat. She was so afraid of height and could only seek Harold’s help. “Master White… It’s too high. I’m scared.”

Harold rested his elbow on the side of the casket, looking nonchalant. “What does it have to do with

me?”

Crystal’s eyes sparkled with tears. “But… you brought me in…”

The man remained unmoved. “Oh, I did that, so what?”

the first time Harold saw someone dare to get mad

jaw with one hand and looked at her with interest. “It’s not impossible to carry you

Crystal immediately perked up.

“What

Crystal didn’t notice that something was wrong. “They all call you

an eyebrow. “You’re my wife. You can’t call me

was inexperienced enough to ask, “What should

in the flickering candlelight.

he asking her to

turned red in an

the shadows. It was Harold’s assistant, Luke Jones. “Everyone says that you’re dead. Our

spent time to attend my

contemplating, then turned around as if to leave. “I have something to

would leave her alone

almost fell to

Did he hear wrongly?

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