Spoil My Sweet Window

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?”

time Harold saw someone dare to get mad at him. Perhaps this little bumpkin had been living in the countryside for a long time she didn’t know what kind of

with one hand and looked at her with

Crystal immediately perked up.

chuckled. “What did

Crystal didn’t notice that something was

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

ask, “What should I call

attractive in the flickering candlelight. He said unhurriedly, “Use your

her to call

ears turned red

White,” A man suddenly walked out from the shadows. It was Harold’s assistant, Luke Jones. “Everyone says that

to attend my own funeral

looked at Crystal, who was still sitting in the casket and contemplating, then turned around as if to leave. “I

so afraid that he would leave her alone in the casket.

almost fell to the

Did he hear wrongly?