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?”

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

his jaw with one hand and looked at her with interest.

Crystal immediately perked up.

chuckled. “What did you call

didn’t notice that something was wrong.

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

ask, “What should

the flickering candlelight. He said unhurriedly, “Use your

he asking her to

ears turned red

assistant, Luke Jones. “Everyone says that you’re dead.

attend my own

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

her alone in the casket. She shouted hurriedly, “Honey…

fell to

Did he hear wrongly?

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