Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219

Crystal cleaned herself up and came out wrapped in a bath towel. Seeing that Harold was still not back, she quickly changed her pajamas and was about to go downstairs to eat her dessert. Suddenly, she heard a voice coming from the guest room. “Crystal.”

Crystal ran to the door of the guest room. “What’s wrong?”

Harold said, “Help me get my clothes.”

What was this called? This was a reversal of fortune!

Crystal remembered how Harold treated her when she forgot to take her clothes. She quickly cleared her throat and said, “Do you want clothes? Sure, beg me.”

Harold was speechless.

Crystal waited for a few seconds, but she didn’t hear Harold’s answer. She was wondering if she had gone too far when she suddenly saw the bathroom door open from the inside. There was dense water vapor coming out from inside, and at the same time, there was a faint scent of jasmine from the shower gel.

Harold wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom. He looked down at Crystal and said, “How should I beg you, huh?”

Crystal didn’t expect that he would come out directly. When she looked up, it was his naked chest. His body figure was really good. In an instant, it reminded Crystal of the marble statues she had seen before. He was strong and had no excess meat. His whole flesh and body lines were extremely smooth, with the color and the extreme beauty of art. The bones, tendons, and muscles were all perfectly hidden under the cold white skin.

Crystal felt that her face was very hot, probably very red. However, Harold still wanted to play tricks. on her. He grabbed her neck with one hand and pulled her into his arms. Crystal instantly stuck to his muscular chest, and her soft cheeks were pressed against some hard muscles. There was still water vapor on Harold’s body. Crystal smelled the fragrance of the jasmine. She didn’t know what to do. Harold grabbed her waist with both hands and easily picked her up. Crystal’s feet were suspended in the air, and she could only hug Harold helplessly. Her eyelashes kept trembling. “What… what are you doing?”

“I’m begging you.” Harold laughed beside her ear. A numbing feeling crept into her ear to her brain, and then flowed into her heart along with the blood, making her heart beat very fast. She was

already dizzy, but Harold continued, “Please, Crystal.”

Crystal was speechless.