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?”

to ask you what kind of cake

“Let’s pick the

found it

want to buy some

did you see me

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

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

Luke was speechless.

with romantic feed

a shower, someone

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

ma’am. My name is Luke Jones. I am the assistant of Master White. Ma’am, if you have anything you need help with in the future, feel free to let

way, this is the cake Master

received the

express her thanks,

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

One was strawberry and the

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