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?”

cold under the pale moonlight. Crystal was frightened. Her eyes were red, and her voice turned pitiful.

“Want to do what?”

“I woke up at five o’clock, and I’ve been putting up with it until

eyebrows slightly, “Then you can

her face. “Then I might as well die. I have to sleep in the coffin

conscience,

moment.

he pointed the muzzle upward and threw it

blankly at the

guns so

it if you want.” Harold

reminded him from the side,

him. Luke didn’t dare to say anything

that his shadow had almost. covered

sparkling evilly. “It’s our wedding night, where should we go, you

small body straightened. She said

around and bent slightly. “What, you don’t want

eyes with her fingers. “It’s more important to guard your soul by