Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 782

When Crystal came out of the hospital, the clear sunshine shone on the open space in front of the hospital. When she was about to look for Paul, she suddenly saw a familiar figure in a wheelchair.

Crystal stopped in her tracks and shouted, "Roy!"

The man stopped and turned to look at her. His look under the sun was really gentle as if it was softer than the wind. "Crystal."

Crystal quickly ran over and asked, "Why are you in the hospital? Is there no one to accompany you?"

Roy picked up the report in his hand and said, "It's not an important thing. I'm just here to do a routine check­up, so I didn't bother anyone else."

"Did you come here early?"

"It's not so crowded in the morning. Why are

was hospitalized and asked, "Roy, have you

the tests requires me to go

pushed his wheelchair and said, "I want to eat fried dumplings.

and said,

and even suspected that they were filming a movie. After all, this

hint of gold in the morning light. The contours of her profile were

young man sitting in the wheelchair was wearing a clean and tidy white shirt. The color of his irises was deeper and more intense than most people's, which made his pupils appear even gentler, like newly fallen snow covered with a soft glow. The red mole between his eyebrows, however, was like a flame that ignited all his coolness, transforming it into

chose a store that looked visually appealing, and when she entered, she noticed that although it was only 8 in the morning, there were already many people inside. The store owner and his wife were busy, constantly moving around, and when a new customer arrived, they could only quickly greet

eat much, so she only ordered fried dumplings

and said, "It's neither good nor bad,

fact that his legs were different from those of ordinary people. Therefore, for so many years, she had never asked