Spoil My Sweet Window

Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire Chapter 800

Perhaps because this beach was well-preserved and few people came here, Crystal was able to quickly gather a large pile of beautiful seashells. She was wearing a T-shirt that belonged to Harold, which she used to scoop up the shells by tucking the hem into a makeshift pouch. When she saw Harold approach, she eagerly showed off her treasure while exclaiming. “Ta-da! Look!”

Harold looked down at the coconut juice in her hand, but Crystal didn’t take it. She simply sat on the beach, took a sip of it from his hand, picked up a shell, and asked, “Do you know this?”

“It’s a rare-spined murex,” Harold said. “The one next to it is a pearl oyster.”

Crystal’s eyes sparkled. “You even know the seashells.”

Harold said, “Just a little bit.”

Crystal remembered the last time this person talked to her about astrology, and he had said that he only knew a little bit about it. She made a face and replied, “I only know one.”

picked up her favorite one and said, “This is a

“Yes.”

saw the two of them talking together. He thought they were talking about something, so he pricked up his ears and learned that Harold

referred to him recognizing all the seashell species that Crystal had picked up. He even sorted out a few clam and

a famous seafood feast. In the afternoon, Larry was going to surf. Crystal was very worried that he would drown in the sea, so

For example, she knew that Larry was known for his good surfing skills, but she was still worried about him drowning. This

girl, death was the most terrible thing. Everything else could

phone and walked far away before he picked up the call. It was from Luke. He was

“What’s wrong?”

by a single strike of someone’s knife. It was a neat and tidy action. I have just received the news and have already

was slightly taken