Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 922

Crystal changed her clothes and wrapped herself tightly. As she stepped out, she caught a whiff of the lingering scent of blood in the air. There seemed to be vivid red stains on the snowy ground, but before she could get a clear look, Harold said, "Don't waste any more time."

Crystal thought that maybe he was in a hurry to get engaged to Dora.

So she didn't look at it carefully and got in the car.

This time, there were several more tests to be done. Crystal used to read the report by herself. But this time, the doctor frowned when he saw the X-ray. Then he looked at her and sighed. Without saying anything to her, he quickly walked out of the door.

The door of the examination room was not closed. From where Crystal was standing, she could see Harold standing by the window of the corridor and smoking.

It was so cold in December, but he was wearing very thin clothes. The wind outside the window was very strong, tousling his soft black hair, revealing his smooth and full forehead. The man's side look resembled a perfect marble statue, with distinct angles. With his lowered eyelashes, there was a hint of indescribable tenderness and melancholy.

But he was not gentle at all, Crystal thought.

first,

knuckles turned slightly purplish in the cold breeze. He put out his cigarette in the white ashtray and took the report from the doctor, glancing

White, the instruments in

the doctor could finish his words, the man

didn't dare to say anything more

in a gentle voice, "Miss Evans, maybe there’s

side of Harold's face. That person's

maybe she was

was his important day. What was there to be sad

always been very cooperative when it came to checkup, so she nodded

living creatures outside the window, his eyes were

a long while, the doctor came out of the examination room

last examination report, I

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