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?”

was the first time Harold saw someone dare to get mad at him. Perhaps this

jaw with one hand and looked at her with interest.

Crystal immediately perked up.

“What did

White,” Crystal didn’t notice that something was wrong. “They all call

“You’re my

ask, “What should I

particularly attractive in the flickering candlelight. He

asking her to call him

red in

Harold’s assistant, Luke Jones. “Everyone says

just spent time to attend my own

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

leave her alone in the casket. She shouted hurriedly, “Honey… don’t

almost fell to the

Did he hear wrongly?

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