Spoil My Sweet Window

Spoil My Sweet Widow Novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Harold was distraught with anxiety. He rubbed her hair until it became disheveled and hindered her face, speaking in a low voice. “Stay here. Don’t run around.”

Crystal nodded.

Harold pinched the woman’s soft cheek again, “If you dare to run around…”

“If I run around, I’ll go to sleep in the casket!”

Harold chuckled then stood up. “You’re quite smart.”

Walking out of the room, Harold instructed Luke, who was waiting outside. “Send a few cakes in for the little girl.”

Luke was puzzled. “Cakes?”

When did Master White change his taste?

Harold’s expression was indifferent. “Can’t do that?”

ask you what kind of cake should I

narrowed his eyes. “Let’s pick the kind

it hard to

buy some

glanced at him. “When did you

to remain calm. “Okay, I’ll call the Evans family right now to ask

long as it’s

Luke was speechless.

stuffed with romantic feed all of

Crystal was about to take a

voice, so she got up to open

ma’am. My name is Luke Jones. I am the assistant of Master White. Ma’am, if you have anything you need help with in the future, feel free to let

this is the cake Master White prepared

the box

express her thanks, the man called Luke was nowhere to be

the box to the table. When she opened it, she saw

first bite. One was strawberry and the other was pudding.

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