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?”

quickly explained, “I just want to ask you what kind of cake

“Let’s pick the kind that

found it hard

to buy some cake for

glanced at him. “When did

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

need.” Harold looked at the room in the distance, his eyes pitch-black. “As long as it’s small cake, a muffin you

Luke was speechless.

with romantic feed

a

she got up to open the door. Luke

assistant of Master White. Ma’am, if

the cake Master White prepared

the box

her thanks, the man called Luke was nowhere to be

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

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

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