Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 823

Crystal was a little tired. Harold fed her two mouthfuls of honey water. Crystal patted her own bed and asked, "Will you sleep with me?"

"No." Harold said, "If I press down on you, it will hurt."

Crystal's skin was too delicate now. The three outfits in the ward were very soft, for fear that she would feel pain.

Crystal frowned and was unhappy. "I want you to sleep with me."

"..." Harold had no choice but to take off his coat and hold Crystal in his arms. While coaxing the little girl to sleep, he used his mobile phone to deal with things.

Crystal leaned into a familiar embrace and smelled the familiar scent of shower gel. She had a good sleep, but the sound came from behind her in a daze-

"You will be fine. You have to grow up healthy."

who loves

"I'm sorry."

why, but when she opened her eyes, her eyes were wet. She

immediately looked down. "What's

her head. "It's not

narrowed her eyes and said, "It should

when she heard those words,

with a thermos. When he saw Harold holding Crystal, he rolled his eyes. He put down the thermos heavily and held his arms, saying, "Crystal, I had a special meal feeding practice this afternoon. I promise

that Antony had been possessed by a woman whose mother's love was overflowing the entire afternoon. After all, it was really scary for him to look

her third brother

hospital bed. He opened the thermos as if he were removing a gun's components. He

beyond words—it was just that she could not speak. Otherwise, she would definitely choose to express

porridge. It was shrimp and corn porridge. Antony scooped out a spoonful of it and blew it very professionally. He fed it to Crystal when he felt that it was no longer hot, so as to avoid the

Crystal. Apart from the fact that her brother fed her so fast that she had little