Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Harold was distraught with anxiety. He rubbed her hair until it became disheveled and hindered her face, speaking in a low voice. “Stay here. Don’t run around.”

Crystal nodded.

Harold pinched the woman’s soft cheek again, “If you dare to run around…”

“If I run around, I’ll go to sleep in the casket!”

Harold chuckled then stood up. “You’re quite smart.”

Walking out of the room, Harold instructed Luke, who was waiting outside. “Send a few cakes in for the little girl.”

Luke was puzzled. “Cakes?”

When did Master White change his taste?

Harold’s expression was indifferent. “Can’t do that?”

Luke quickly explained, “I just want to ask you what kind of cake should I buy, chocolate or matchal something…”

Harold narrowed his eyes. “Let’s pick the kind that a little girl likes.”

Luke found it hard to believe.

“So, you want to buy some cake for Mrs. White?”

Harold glanced at him. “When did you see me eat sweets?”

Luke tried his best to remain calm. “Okay, I’ll call the Evans family right now to ask about Mrs. White’s appetite and references.”

“No need.” Harold looked at the room in the distance, his eyes pitch-black. “As long as it’s small cake, a muffin you may say, it’s fine. She’s not picky.”

Luke was speechless.

He was stuffed with romantic feed all of a sudden!