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

eyes. “Let’s pick the kind that a little

it hard

buy some cake for

him. “When did you see me

I’ll call the Evans family right now

“As long as it’s small cake, a muffin you may

Luke was speechless.

with romantic feed

take a shower, someone knocked on

a familiar voice, so she got up to open the

evening, 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

the cake Master White

received the

about to express her thanks, the

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

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

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