Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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?”

Her eyes were red, and her voice turned pitiful. “I’m scared, but

“Want to do what?”

just want to sleep.” Crystal frowned, her eyes tearful. “I woke up at five

“Then you can

I might as well die. I have to sleep in the coffin

red, making people pity her. Harold’s conscience, which

moment.

he pointed the muzzle upward and threw it into Crystal’s arms.

blankly at the

the fake guns so realistic these

want.” Harold looked indifferent.

reminded him from the side, “Master

him. Luke didn’t dare to say

shadow had almost. covered her all. Her voice became

his head to look at her, his eyes sparkling evilly. “It’s our wedding night,

body straightened. She

bent slightly. “What, you don’t want to sleep

eyes with her fingers. “It’s more important to