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?”

“I just want to ask you what kind

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

it hard to

want to buy

at him. “When did you see me

Evans

eyes pitch-black. “As long as it’s small cake, a

Luke was speechless.

was stuffed with romantic

to take a shower, someone knocked on the

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

the assistant of Master White. Ma’am, if you have anything you need help with in the future, feel

the way, this is the cake Master White

the box

was about to express her thanks, the man called

opened it, she saw two small cakes inside, which smelled

bite. One was strawberry and the other was pudding.

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