Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 80

In the past, there were countless people who sent flowers to Harold. All of them were wrapped exquisitely. This was the first time that Harold had received a flower that was dry and thin and wrapped in simple leather paper. It looked shabby and thin.

“Don’t you like it?” Crystal tilted her head. “This flower cost me seventy cents!”

She sighed and was about to take it back when Harold grabbed her wrist, took the rose from her hand, and said, “Who told you that I don’t like it?”

“You look unhappy, Crystal said.

Harold twirled the rose in his hand. It was a gorgeous flower with a sweet fragrance. He said, “Do you think it’s appropriate to give me a pink rose?”

Crystal looked at it.

of nobility that couldn’t be described. He was obviously different from others, not to

indeed strange for him to

me?” Crystal stretched out her hand, wanting to take the flower back. However, Harold raised his hand high and looked

Crystal couldn’t even touch his hand when she jumped up. She simply gave up and said coyly, “It’s you who think it’s inappropriate.” “Crystal.” Harold looked down

a bumpkin. She blinked

and Harold was driving. Crystal was sitting in the passenger seat. She obediently fastened her seat belt and was still very curious about Harold’s words. However, her phone was old-fashioned and she couldn’t search for anything with it. She looked at Harold and pretended to be very calm as she stretched out her white and tender claws to touch Harold’s

his windbreaker when

with one hand and glanced sideways at Crystal.

“Lend me

with the other hand and took the phone away from

bit of sunshine, she would step on his face. When they first met, she was

Harold said

and searched for it. She was

pink rose. What do you