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.

then casually threw it into the waste paper basket next

take the stack of reports away, but the bodyguards who followed them

very obedient 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 her. She turned around and ran to the office. Harold

full of tears. Her eyelashes trembled, and the moment her tears fell, she

strength. As soon as she took a bite, she saw blood. Harold pinched

why she was so angry. When she saw Harold's bloody thumb, she squeezed her fingers together and apologized silently. However, Harold didn't accept it. He let go of his fingers coldly and said, "Send her back. She's not allowed to go to the

"Yes, Mr. White!"

his 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. It's

the 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.

Harold answered perfunctorily.