Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 3

Harold slightly raised the corners of his mouth, looking at the girl in front of him. Not only was she a bumpkin, her face was also chubby.

“Don’t tell me you’re my…” Harold couldn’t believe it, “…wife?”

Crystal thought she was seeing a ghost. She burst into tears, whining, “I,I, I’m just hungry. It’s just a small pear. I shouldn’t provoke you this much you have to rise from death. It’s too much, sir…”

Her cry was so loud that Harold ducked back, rubbing his brows. Eventually, he lifted her up and sat her on the altar as if she was a little stray cat, his voice low. “If you cry again, I’ll throw you into the

casket.”

Crystal immediately shut up. Her large eyes were filled with tears.

“How old are you? You can’t tell between a human and a ghost?”

Crystal finally realized that this man was a real human and not a ghost as she had seen his shadow. “You were dead, weren’t you…” Crystal pointed at the pitch-black casket. “It’s obviously your dead body inside…”

Harold raised his eyebrows and walked over to the casket. He knocked on it, asking, “Do you want to see the body?”

like a rabbit being sacrificed. Shivering, she stammered, “No, I don’t want

a good man, either. He deliberately teased the girl.

saliva, her eyes widening in

body into the wild,” Harold deliberately drawled his voice, “to feed

numb, her face saying

as Crystal touched the ground, she wanted to run

move.”

she said, “Master White… we don’t need

faint cold smile. His gaze was indifferent as he said, “It’s

that? With some little false news, his funeral

turned her face away and didn’t dare to look at it. The man smiled at her, “What? Do you think there’s a

and nerved herself to look at

from not far away, which were so clear in the

swiftly, scooping Crystal

stunned. How did she get

size of the casket was designed based on Harold’s figure. With Crystal inside, the space. narrowed down. She could only lean back in Harold’s arms. Her forehead was pressed against the man’s chest, which was

“Master White…”