Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 891

When the car stopped outside the hospital, Crystal realized that Harold had brought her to do a checkup.

Crystal was very cooperative. She did whatever the doctor asked her to do. However, when the doctor handed the report to Harold, he didn't take it. He just said lightly, "You don't have to show it to me."

"..." Crystal bit the corner of her mouth slowly.

In fact, she was a little sad.

But it was fine that he didn't want to have a look at it. She could check it out herself.

Crystal took the stack of reports and carefully read it twice. In fact, she didn't quite understand it. After all, what she studied was biology, not medicine, but she wanted to know more about her baby.

threw it into the waste paper basket next to her. Crystal looked up and met the man's

who followed them had already taken her out of the doctor's office

recently, but no one knew if Harold's action of throwing the waste paper basket had angered her or his cold and casual attitude had angered

eyes were full of tears. Her eyelashes trembled, and

As soon as she took a bite, she saw blood. Harold pinched her cheek and forced her to loosen her teeth. Her face became paler. "Do you really

Harold didn't accept it. He let go of his fingers coldly and

"Yes, Mr. White!"

coat, and his shirt was stained with blood. Larry gloated and said, "You're not young anymore. At that time, we could still crawl in the mud pit when we were hit by a bullet.

bed and let the doctor deal with the wound. His face was as pale as frost and snow. The doctor was sweating all over his head. "Master White, you have to look

Harold answered perfunctorily.