Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Luke was stunned!

Didn’t Master White awfully dislike this marriage?

Why did he start to dote on his wife in the blink of an eye?

Although Luke was dying to know, he didn’t dare to ask more. He respectfully addressed Crystal as Madam and then said to Harold, “Master White, we have to go to the meeting.”

Harold turned around and was about to leave. Someone grabbed the hem of his shirt.

Crystal only dared to pinch a little fabric of his shirt as she was so afraid that he would be she grabbed hold of him.

angry if

Harold leaned to one side and looked at the girl’s soft hand, not showing any pity to her. “Are your really not scared of me at all?”

Crystal licked her lips and was about to say something.

Harold’s hand landed on her waist, and in an instant, she saw a dark and shiny gun placing against her heart. The man’s voice became more playful. “Are you scared now?”

His handsome face looked exceptionally cold under the pale moonlight. Crystal was frightened. Her eyes were red, and her voice turned pitiful. “I’m scared, but I just want to…”

“Want to do what?”

“I just want to sleep.” Crystal frowned, her eyes tearful. “I woke up at five o’clock, and I’ve been putting up with it until now…”

Harold raised his eyebrows slightly, “Then you can go to sleep in the casket.”

Crystal couldn’t hold it in anymore. Tears rolled down her face. “Then I might as well die. I have to sleep in the coffin anyway.”

The little girl’s eyes, cheeks, and nose were all red, making people pity her. Harold’s conscience, which had been dormant for nearly twenty years, seemed to be somewhat awakened at this.

moment.

With a swift turn of his wrist, he pointed the muzzle upward and threw it into Crystal’s arms. “It’s just a fake gun. Why are you crying?”

Crystal stared blankly at the thing in her arms.