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?”

what kind of cake

pick the kind that

it

to buy some cake for

did you see me eat

call the Evans family right now to

his eyes pitch-black. “As long as it’s

Luke was speechless.

stuffed with romantic feed all of

to take a

got up to open the door. Luke stood outside with an

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

way, this is the cake Master White prepared for

the box

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

the table. When she opened it, she saw two small cakes inside,

first bite. One was strawberry and the other was pudding. The cake all melted

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