Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407

Marcus pursed his lips, suspecting that Crystal might have had a concussion after being hit. After hesitating for a while, he bent down and picked Crystal up. When Marcus carried her, he found that she was really thin and small. She looked like a cat in his arms.

However, in less than two seconds, she began to make a scene. She cried extremely fiercely. “Wu wu wu, I want to go back… Are you going to kill me? It’s illegal for you to do this, wu wu wu…” Marcus was so angry that veins stood out on his forehead. His voice was almost squeezed out of his teeth. “If you keep making noise, I’ll strangle you right away.”

Crystal, “!”

Crystal’s eyes blurred with tears. “Killing people is really against the law…”

“Shut up,” Marcus said, “Otherwise, I have a hundred ways to kill you and not let the police find out.” Crystal covered her mouth in horror. Her hands were already stained with blood. The next moment, she raised her hand and left a blood stain on Marcus’s white shirt. Coupled with the blood she had left on his shirt when she bumped into him earlier on, the shirt could not be worn anymore.

Marcus was speechless.

Marcus took a deep breath.

Very good. It had been many years since anyone had made him so angry.

Feeling uneasy, Crystal was carried into a room by Marcus. He ordered the servants to bring over something like a sterile cotton ball and salt water. He first stopped Crystal’s nosebleed, and then. wiped her dirty and bloody face that was filled with tears.

Crystal slowly calmed down, and her vision became clear. When she saw Marcus’s cold face, shel shrank a little. Marcus pressed her shoulders and said coldly, “Don’t move.”

She became obedient immediately and didn’t dare to move.

Marcus found that the only good thing about her was that she was very obedient.

After cleaning her face, Marcus looked at her facial features that resembled Chloe’s. He pursed his lips and said, “It’s all done.”

Crystal whispered, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Marcus packed up the things, put them back on the tray, and said, “If I send back with a face full of blood, Harold will not let me go.”