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?”

dare to get mad at him. Perhaps this little bumpkin had been living in the countryside for a long

looked at

Crystal immediately perked up.

“What

Crystal didn’t notice that something was wrong.

eyebrow. “You’re my

to ask, “What

the flickering candlelight. He

asking her to call him her

ears turned red

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

just spent time to attend my

who was still sitting in the casket and contemplating, then turned around as if

leave her alone

almost fell

Did he hear wrongly?

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