Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 122

Harold quickly answered the phone. “What’s wrong?

When Crystal heard his voice, for some reason, she suddenly felt extremely wronged.

She didn’t feel wronged when she was misunderstood by Antony and scolded by Debbie and Mia in the Evans residence.

“Harold…” Crystal’s voice was very soft. She didn’t know how pitiful she was when she squatted in the corner. She was like a homeless stray cat, shrinking into a small ball, as if she wanted to get some warmth from herself. “I miss you a little.”

Harold paused and said, “Then go downstairs and come out of door No. 1.”

Crystal was stunned. She immediately stood up, grabbed her phone, and ran downstairs. The passers-by looked at her inexplicably. Crystal had no time to care. She went down from the third floor to door No. 1. The sun was shining brightly outside. Harold was standing beside the car. He wore an ash-blue shirt and a pair of sunglasses. He was tall and had long legs. Standing there, he was the focus of attention.

Crystal crashed into his arms, her cheeks pressed against his chest, and her voice was muffled. “Why are you here?”

head and said, “If I weren’t

curled her lips.

was already a hint of

were, the less valuable they became. But now,

you want to cry, just cry. I won’t laugh at you,”

sobs and said, “You just came to see me make a fool

of yourself?” Harold smiled. “Then you must be really valuable. Do you know how expensive

“Then you can go back now…

and her face was a little chubby. Her

hand and opened the car door with the other. He put her in the car and said, “How dare you act shamelessly

embarrassed after a long while. She

tissue, and leaned over to wipe her tears. Crystal’s eyes were wet. “Then why didn’t you remind me just now? You just wanted to

unreasonable, there was really nothing he could do. No matter what he said, it would be wrong. Harold simply said, “Well, it’s my fault. Don’t cry.

walnut.”