Spoil My Sweet Window

Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire Chapter 818

Crystal felt as if she was immersed in warm and gentle water as if she had returned to her mother’s womb. Even if she could not remember what kind of feeling it was, such a sense of security could only be given by her mother’s womb.

She vaguely felt that someone was touching her cheeks with his warm and rough hands. It was a very precious action with great caution as if she were fragile porcelain.

Crystal desperately wanted to open her eyes and see who it was, but her eyelids were so heavy that she could not open them no matter how hard she tried. She only heard a gentle and mellow voice saying, “Be good, don’t be afraid.”

“You will be fine. You have to grow up healthy.”

For some reason, a teardrop fell from the corner of Crystal’s eye. He wiped it away with his hand and said softly, “You’re still a baby who loves to cry so much.”

Then it seemed that someone said that it was too late. The man tidied Crystal’s thin and soft hair, got up, picked up a stack of reports next to him, and said lightly, “Delete this report from the medical record system. Do it yourself and don’t let anyone notice it.”

deal with it

the hospital bed seemed to have been comforted. Her eyebrows relaxed and she fell asleep. The man stood for about two or three seconds, then he walked over

made a gesture and said, “Push her

the bright and dazzling sunlight, she immediately closed her

for a moment before slowly opening her eyes. She immediately saw Antony’s

If fl

good-looking Antony’s face was, it would only be a shock to a patient if he got

push him away. Antony quickly held onto her hand and said, “Be good.

plain water? Drink something sweet…” He mumbled to himself and brought a glass of

She opened her mouth and said, “Antony,

didn’t hear

comforted her. “Don’t worry. I’ll call the doctor over to treat you right away. The doctor said that there are many sequelae to the poisoning. Think about it, you’re only temporarily unable to speak and you’re lucky that you’re not paralyzed and neurotic,