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.

Although this person was already dead, she had turned

fact, she was very afraid that Harold would treat Poppy, who looked a little similar

not even look

had just talked to him. Then he followed the waiter to the lounge to change

Dora and smiled. "It seems that you

forced a smile and said, "...Isn't everyone like this when they're in a relationship? They tend to worry about

to give you a piece of advice. Don't

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

people in the hotel quickly brought over the change of clothes. Harold unbuttoned his shirt. Just as he was about to take off his shirt, he heard a click. The door of the lounge was opened from the outside. A snow-white figure quickly turned in and

Harold."..."

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

stranger's naked upper body. She felt a little guilty when she saw the shirt that could no longer be worn on the sofa. She took out her mobile phone and asked, "Shall I transfer