Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 953

"...Master White!" Dora cried out in surprise. She took a few steps over and frowned. "...Your clothes are all wet."

The accusation in her words was so obvious that anyone could hear it.

Harold was wearing a black suit jacket today. It was not obvious after being soaked in the wine, but his white shirt was stained. It clung to his body, forming a beautiful and well-proportioned outline of his muscles.

He looked at Crystal indifferently.

Crystal exclaimed, "Why don't... I wipe it for you?"

Dora suppressed her temper and said, "There's no need, Miss Ramsey. I'll take care of it for my fiance." Subconsciously, she didn't want this woman named Poppy to have too much contact with Harold. It would be best if they didn't even meet.

two years and had yet to receive the same treatment as Crystal back then. Although this person was already dead, she had turned into a ghost and constantly pestered Dora and

fact, she was very afraid that

not even look Crystal

just talked to him. Then he followed

"It seems that you like your fiance

naturally realized that she had lost her composure earlier. She forced a smile and said, "...Isn't everyone like

"Miss Evans, I'd like to give you a piece of advice. Don't think men are

head and saw that Anselm had already pushed aside the crowd to chase after her. She

as he was about to take off his shirt, he heard a

Harold."..."

his wet shirt, and the sound attracted the girl at the door. Crystal turned her head and saw him. She was a little

have any special reaction when she saw the stranger's naked upper body. She felt a little guilty when she saw the shirt that could no longer be