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 should

“Let’s pick the kind that a little girl

found it hard

to buy some cake for

did you

the Evans family right now to ask about Mrs. White’s appetite and

pitch-black. “As long as it’s small cake, a muffin you may

Luke was speechless.

was stuffed with romantic feed

take a shower, someone knocked

to open the door. Luke stood outside with

I am the assistant of Master White. Ma’am, if you have anything you need help

the way, this is the cake

the box

as she was about to express her thanks, the

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

One was strawberry and the other was

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