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?”

saw someone dare to get mad at him. Perhaps this little bumpkin had

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

Crystal immediately perked up.

“What did you

notice that something was wrong. “They all

raised an eyebrow. “You’re my wife.

ask, “What should I

particularly attractive in the

he asking her to call

red

White,” A man suddenly walked out from the shadows. It was Harold’s assistant, Luke Jones. “Everyone says that you’re dead.

spent time to attend my own funeral and

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

afraid that he would leave her alone in the casket. She shouted hurriedly, “Honey…

almost fell to

Did he hear wrongly?

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