Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 962

After sending Dora away, Crystal saw the closed glass door and suddenly had an idea. She walked to the glass door and reached out to lock it. Unexpectedly, the person inside had already noticed it. He moved faster than her and opened the door in an instant. Crystal did not check it and suddenly held Harold's fingers.

Those fingers were long and slender, carrying the warmth of their master's body. Her tender palm could feel the cocoon on the other party's finger, and the left and right sides of his index fingers were especially rough.

"..." Crystal subconsciously wanted to let go, but was held back by the other party.

Crystal's hand was small, so it was easily squeezed into Harold's palm. It seemed that he didn't notice how intimate this posture was. Instead, he pulled her to his chest and raised his eyebrows, asking, "What did Miss Ramsey just want to do?"

The other party was too tall for Crystal to reach his shoulder. His posture was too passive, which made her frown. But soon she smiled and said, "I didn't want to do anything. I just wanted to remind Master White to go out quickly so that your fiancee won't look for you everywhere later."

"There's no rush," Harold said. "You seem to be very concerned about my fiancee."

"After all, I'm..." She leaned closer to Harold's chest and

her hand and walked

Crystal laughed out loud.

stopped in his tracks. "What are you

wall and crossed her arms. "Not interested in

that you're not interested in me. I didn't expect

hugging, kissing, and

tender fingertips lightly brushing across the wound on

purple mark on her

smooth as a piece of warm jade under the light, and those finger marks were extremely dazzling. Harold looked down for about two seconds and then raised his hand to touch it.

that you hurt yourself to blackmail me," Harold

Crystal smiled. "Blackmail you?"