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?”

explode. She said without any bit 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 countryside for a long time she didn’t know what kind of person

at her with interest. “It’s not

Crystal immediately perked up.

“What did you call

notice that something was wrong. “They all call

eyebrow. “You’re my wife.

enough to ask, “What

particularly attractive in the flickering candlelight.

to call him

turned red in

It was Harold’s assistant, Luke Jones. “Everyone says

attend my own funeral and experience

still sitting in the casket and contemplating, then turned

that he would leave her alone in the casket. She shouted hurriedly,

almost fell

Did he hear wrongly?

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