Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 388

Chapter 388

"I thought you would talk to the doctor for a long time." Crystal held a bowl of ice cream and pretended to be calm. "I think the doctor didn't tell me about my serious illness and only told you secretly. You are very sad after you heard it. You have to stand outside for a long time before you can come back and talk to me with a smile... After all, this is how it is on TV."

Harold sneered. "Is this why you ate ice cream behind my back?"

"I didn't eat it behind your back!" Crystal said confidently, "I'm eating it openly! Look, did I hide it when you came in?"

Harold asked, "Where can you hide?"

Crystal tugged at her pajamas and said, "... there's really nowhere to hide."

She couldn't win against Harold, so she had to act like a spoiled child. "I was scared, so I need to eat some ice cream to calm down.... What did the doctor say to you? Am I terminally ill? Do I have cancer or leukemia?"

Harold sat down beside her and said, "Sorry to disappoint you. The doctor said you are very healthy." Crystal, "... That's good. Since I'm healthy, I can eat ice cream."

"You've already eaten a large bucket during the day." Harold frowned. "It's going to rain tonight. It's cold at night. Drink some soup later. Don't eat these cold things."

He glanced at Dana, who quickly took the ice cream bowl from Crystal's hands. Crystal was reluctant to give up and wanted to chase after her, but was dragged back by Harold.

Crystal said gloomily, "I think you are just like my mother."

Harold, "?!"

Crystal raised her head, her little face full of resentment. "I'll call you mom in the future."

Harold wanted to laugh, but he didn't. "You can give it a try."

Crystal, "..."

Crystal looked at Harold's expression and became timid again. She silently moved a little to the side and said, "Forget it, I don't want a male mother."

Dana brought out the warm dishes and coaxed Crystal. "Crystal, Master White is doing this for your own good. You really shouldn't have eaten so much cold stuff at night. Your stomach is still Hurry up and come over for dinner."

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Crystal was indeed hungry. She sat down by the dining table and was about to eat when she saw a plate of braised pork. She immediately felt nauseous. "...Ew.”

Dana was shocked. "Crystal, what's going on?"

Harold patted Crystal's back and said, "Take all the meat away."

Dana didn't understand, but she still did as she was told. She quickly took away all the meat dishes. Crystal retched a few times but didn't spit out anything. She became even more sluggish. "... In the future, can't I eat meat anymore? I feel like vomiting as soon as I see the meat."

Harold snorted and said, "Don't worry. Your passion for meat is infinite."

Crystal thought about it and felt that it made sense. She shouldn't be worried about this. After all,

the meat was so delicious. Even if she felt like vomiting when she saw it, she probably couldn't help eating it.

Crystal drank some soup and felt more comfortable in her stomach before she began to eat. She ate listlessly and kept yawning. It was Harold who carried her upstairs to take a bath.

"...I'm so sleepy." Crystal rubbed her eyes. After taking a shower and changing into her soft pajamas, she lay prone on the bed and muttered, "Is there something wrong with what that bear asked me to sniff? I don't usually get sleepy so early."

Harold touched her hair and said, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

Crystal hugged his hand. In a daze, she asked, "Aren't you accompanying me?"

"You should go to sleep first," Harold said, "I still have something to deal with."