Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 726

In the room, Crystal squatted at the door and rubbed her head. Marcus put the wedding dress into a wooden box with a soft cushion and looked down at her. "It's just a bump. How long do you want to cry?"

Crystal felt wronged. "I didn't cry."

She didn't cry, but there was a bundle of tears in her big eyes, and it was uncertain whether they would fall or not, which made people feel anxious.

After looking at her for a while, Marcus squatted down and held her head, brushed aside her hair and looked at it, saying, "Your scalp is just a little red. You're crying over this?"

Perhaps it was his sarcastic tone that provoked even someone as good-natured as Crystal. She couldn't help but respond, "You're not the one who got hit in the head, of course it doesn't hurt!"

Marcus realized he had made a mistake, but it was too late. Crystal held his head and headbutted him with a loud "thud". The force was mutual, and Crystal fell backwards and rolled out of the door, while Marcus sat back and almost sprained his waist.

Marcus was speechless.

Marcus touched the stinging pain on his forehead and took a deep breath. "Crystal!"

the ground, covering her head. This time, she really cried. "Oh no, I'm done for. My brain has a concussion and I'm losing

are you

He pinched

said, "I don't want to

forced her to look at him and asked with a cold face, "Who am

"I don't

"Look, don't you remember? Why are you

her mistake and blamed Marcus. "But you were at fault. You were the one who criticized

looked at her forehead. Just now, her forehead was just a little red,

gerw up with such an. She could even come up with such a selfharming method to hurt

at

patted her cheek and added, "If you dare

Crystal was shocked.

When he returned, he saw that Crystal was still lying on