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?”

of strength, “Too much!” It was the first time Harold saw someone dare to get mad at him. Perhaps this little bumpkin had been living in the

propped up his jaw with one hand and looked at her with interest. “It’s not impossible to

Crystal immediately perked up.

chuckled. “What

didn’t notice that something

raised an eyebrow. “You’re my wife. You

inexperienced enough to ask, “What should

the flickering candlelight.

asking her to call him her

turned red in an

from the shadows. It was Harold’s assistant, Luke Jones. “Everyone says that

attend my

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

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

almost fell

Did he hear wrongly?

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