Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 813

Chapter 813

The fire should break out soon, and the corridor was not safe.

Crystal's eyelashes trembled, and her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "You want to carry me on your back?"

Lars' state was not much better than hers.

"Cut the crap." Lars squatted in front of Crystal and said, "Hurry up. Don't talk about those trivial things. I'll leave by myself if you drag it on."

Crystal lay down peacefully on his back. Maybe it was because Lars's physical quality was really good. Although he walked slowly, he carried Crystal on his back and walked out step by step. He moved much faster than Crystal herself.

"Hey." First, he was hit by a heavy wooden frame that left a blistering burn on his back, then he fell onto the charcoal and burst the blister, probably cooking the flesh. Now he was carrying someone on his back, and he was in a lot of pain, gritting his teeth. He had to talk to Crystal to distract himself. "Who did you piss off to get locked up in there?"

Crystal said, "She's probably more roasted than a roast pig."

Lars said, "Did she want to die with you? How much hatred did she have?"

Crystal closed her eyes in pain. "I don't know. Maybe I stole her lollipop from her during kindergarten in my previous life."

Her whole body was abnormally hot, and her clothes were soaked with cold sweat. Her lungs and throat were getting more and more uncomfortable. She struggled to say, "Lars, if I don't breathe later, don't give up on me. Maybe I can still be saved."

Lars was shocked.

Crystal put her head gently on Lars's shoulder and said slowly, "I apologize to you for what happened last time. You are not a problematic adult. You are super handsome today."

"Thank you."

Lars was stunned, and the breath on his neck seemed to have disappeared. He felt a chill on his back. "Hey..."