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 should I buy, chocolate or matchal

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

it hard to

to buy some

glanced at him. “When did

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

distance, his eyes pitch-black. “As long

Luke was speechless.

romantic feed all of

about to take a shower, someone knocked on the

to open the

My name is Luke Jones. I am the assistant of Master White. Ma’am, if you

the way, this is the cake Master

received the box in

was about to express her thanks, the

she opened it, she saw two small cakes inside, which smelled so good and

the

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