Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 391

Chapter 391

When the fireworks were about to be lit, she heard the bear answer a call.

The little bear asked, "Why didn't you come to save her when you found her?"

Harold's answer was extremely cold. "I don't like the feeling of being threatened." "You mean... you've given up on her?"

The little bear did not wait for an answer, nor did Crystal.

Because Harold had hung up the phone.

The little bear sighed softly and said, "He's given up on you."

It hugged her shoulders and forced her to turn her head. "Hey, he's over there."

Through the little white bear's hood, Crystal saw Harold.

He was still as good-looking as ever, which was out of tune with this world.

He was as indifferent as ever, as if he was just passing by and none of this had anything to do with him.

Her eyes were full of tears, but she stubbornly refused to cry. She said, "He must have known that it's not me up there."

"But how would he know?" The little bear said, "Even I replace it weird that I'm so soft-hearted to you." Crystal finally burst into tears. "I just know it! Even if he doesn't save me, I won't blame him. I am a burden. He has been very kind to me."

The little bear didn't say anything more.

It seemed to be angry.

With a bang, the fireworks exploded, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Crystal didn't touch the blood because she was held in the little bear's arms.

She could not hold back her tears. She was sad, afraid, and disdainful of herself.

She clearly knew that she was a burden to Harold, but she still hoped that Harold would come and save her.

He stood so far away, and his eyes were so cold, as if it was an insignificant person who had died there.

She thought that she had seen Harold's tenderness, but it turned out that it was not like what she had expected.

Crystal slowly shrank back. She could feel Harold's body temperature. It was a little hot, but it made her feel at ease. "Crystal Harold opened his eyes. "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Yes Crystal whispered, "I dreamed of an explosion."

"Then.. Harold asked, "Was I in your dream?"

Crystal smiled. "You were. You didn't break your promise."

However, you were not there to save me.

She turned over and faced Harold. "Thank you."

"Why did you thank me?"

"Thank you..." Crystal said, "Thank you for protecting me even in my dream."

The next day, as expected, the news of the amusement park was in the headlines of society.

There was a heated discussion all over the country.

But it was just an explosion.

Because the police did not replace the "body fragments" mentioned by the visitors who were in the park, and there was not even a trace of blood.

In the end, they could only conclude that these people had hallucinations or regarded what they imagined as real because they were too close to the source of the explosion and suffered a huge mental impact.

Of course, this was not a perfect explanation, but it was already the best explanation without any evidence.

Crystal sat at the dining table and browsed the news on her phone. She looked up and asked Harold, "Why didn't they replace the body?"

"My men have cleaned it up," Harold said, "if the body is found, it will be very troublesome."

"Why?

Harold knocked her on the head and said, "Why are you asking so many questions?"

Crystal curled her lips. "Can't I be curious?"

Harold didn't reply.

If the police found the body, Crystal would inevitably be involved in this.