Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 863

Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire Chapter 863

There was finally some light in Crystal’s eyes. She looked at Lennon quietly. It seemed that she was very surprised that he would ask such a question in the case of conclusive evidence.

After a moment of silence, she opened her mouth and said, “That fruit knife…”

She made a gesture. “Is it that long? The handle is made of wood and there’s a hole in it.”

“Yes.” Lennon nodded.

Crystal was in a daze for a while. Her thoughts slowly drifted back to the noon of the fire. She and Natalie had lunch in the canteen. When she went back, she saw Annette cutting fruits in the dormitory. Annette seemed to be absent-minded and didn’t talk to Crystal and the others after the holiday. This was the first time for her to put on the same smiling face as before. She stopped Crystal and said, “Crystal, help me. I’m not good at cutting this watermelon alone.”

Crystal moved closer. “It’s already October. Why did you still buy watermelon to eat?”

Annette said, “Can’t I eat watermelon in October? It’s very hot today. When I passed by the fruit stall and saw someone selling it, I bought one. Don’t talk nonsense. I’ll hold it down and you’ll cut it for me… Don’t cut my hand.”

Crystal remembered very clearly that the fruit knife was about 35 centimeters long, and the blade was very sharp. The handle of the knife was curved to fit her fingers, but she didn’t find it very useful.

Although she didn’t stay in the dormitory at night, she would stay there at noon, so it was very easy for Annette to collect her hair and shoeprints. The only thing that puzzled Crystal was why Annette did this.

What did the person behind the scenes promise to let Annette participate in this game?

Before Crystal could answer, Lennon saw her tearing up.

She was different from others when she cried. She cried silently, but her tears rolled down like pearls, which set off her pale and crystal skin. She looked like a glazed statue, which was extremely fragile.

Lennon didn’t know how to coax the little girl, so he could only frown.”… I just asked you a question. Why are you crying? Don’t cry. Others will think that I am bullying you if they see it.”