Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 6

Harold thought that she would make some excessive demand, and the anger in his heart immediately dissipated.

He said impatiently, “Shoot.”

Crystal choked with sobs. “I’ve never eaten a small cake since I was born. Can you let me eat it before I die?”

Harold stopped in his tracks. “What’s a small cake?”

Crystal said with tears in her eyes, “When I was a child, Grandma always said that it was so

expensive. She never bought it for me…”

such a miserable childhood? He began to suspect the true identity

Harold refused coldly and walked out with the

collar, asking him

point of eating so much when you’re about to die?” Harold carried her into the corridor. Under the silvery-white

lowered her head

that she was going back to the rich place to be a young lady. Her mother was even more unhappy, thinking that it wasn’t good for the little duck to become a

had long treated Dora as their own daughter, which

father and brother. Now it seemed that there was no such an opportunity. The night was quiet. Harold pushed open the door of the courtyard. Flowers and big trees were. planted all around, blooming quietly

and placed Crystal on the

her skin looked even paler. Harold unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, revealing half of his collarbone. “This

“You don’t want

not