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

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

found it hard

to buy some cake

did you see me eat

calm. “Okay, I’ll call the Evans family right now to ask about Mrs. White’s appetite

the room in the distance, his eyes pitch-black. “As long as it’s small

Luke was speechless.

stuffed with romantic feed all of

about to take a

a familiar voice, so she got up to open the door. Luke stood outside with an exquisitely wrapped cake

Master White. Ma’am, if you have

is the cake

received the box in

thanks, the man

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

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

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