Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 893

It was very normal for pregnant women to lose control of their emotions. They would instinctively look for the person they relied on the most when they encountered something they were afraid of. Crystal was scared out of her mind by the roaring thunder outside. Maria did not know if she went downstairs without wearing her shoes because she could not find anyone upstairs.

Maria tried her best to comfort her. "Miss Evans... it's okay. Calm down first. Put on your shoes first, or you'll catch a cold... okay?"

Crystal was like a frightened little animal. She probably realized that Maria was not someone she could rely on. She slowly let go of her, squatted on the ground, and hugged herself tightly, making Maria think of the small hedgehog that wrapped itself around its soft body with its sharp spikes.

Maria realized that she was in a very unstable state. If there were any more stimulation, she might very well have a mental breakdown. After hesitating for a moment, she called Harold and explained the situation in a low voice. Harold said in a cold voice, "Give her the phone."

Maria did as she was told.

Crystal couldn’t say anything, so she could only hold her phone tightly. The man's voice came from the receiver, "Don't try to use this trick to make me go and see you."

were too hurtful.

a thud, the phone fell to

the cold floor. Her feet were so cold that they were a little green. She looked at the mobile phone on the ground in a daze. Only then did she wake up from extreme fear. She realized that Harold, who was very kind

was covered with tears and she looked embarrassed, but she still picked up the

learned hand language from Maria. At this moment, she was extremely tired and dizzy. She felt nauseous. She didn't dare to open her mouth, afraid that she would spit it out directly, so she could only

Harold. Harold

in her ears. The lightning lit up heaven and earth for a moment, and the window glass

ground, covering her chest tightly with

moment, it seemed to have been pierced by tens of millions of steel needles. It was painful,

a long time, Crystal raised her head and looked at the ceiling. It seemed that she wanted to make her tears fall back into her eyes, but undoubtedly, she