Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 43

Chapter 43

To Crystal, neither Sunshine Village nor the Evans family was her home. Compared with these, she might like the Flying Goose Hall better.

However, staying with the Evans family had some advantages. At least, she didn't have to work every day, and there was no grandmother to beat her up.

Crystal could never understand why her grandmother liked boys so much. She was also a woman, wasn't she? Was there anything wrong with being a woman? Every time the old woman felt a little unhappy, she would grab her and beat her until she vented her anger.

Later, her mother gave birth to her younger brother Crystal thought that her grandmother would be happy, and she herself would have a playmate. Unexpectedly, it was the beginning of her nightmare. Her mother had started her plan to sell her so that her younger brother could afford a house and a wife in the future.

After that, her grandmother beat and scolded her more and more frequently. She often said, "If dare to hurt your brother, I will break your legs!

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While Crystal was lost in thought as she recalled the past, Antony said, "Don't kneel there as if you're silly. Let's go. I'll take you to eat good food. Didn't you say that you want to be a foodie?" Crystal's interest was instantly piqued. She stood up and said, "Really? Let's go now." Antony had never seen such a gluttonous little girl. "What do you want to eat?"

"Doughnuts and fries," Crystal told him everything she could think of. "Pizza!"

"Alright!" Antony said, "Let's go!"

Crystal ate happily. When she was half-full, someone phoned Antony. He left after saying a few words.

After that, she returned to the ancestral hall and looked at Chloe Graham's memorial tablet. It was so clean. The person who missed her often came to wipe it for her. She suddenly remembered the Evans family often said that Daxton loved his late wife so dearly.

Crystal had never seen her mother before. And now, there was only a wooden board in front of her. She thought that her mother must be very gentle and beautiful. Otherwise, why would so many people miss her a lot?

They said that the mother was the person who loved her children the most. Crystal stepped forward and slowly touched the memorial tablet, whispering, "Mom."

In the afternoon, the White family came to pick her up. Before getting in the car, Dora told her, "Crystal, if the White family bullies you, tell me, I'll bring you back right away!"

This girl didn't even think about why she had to marry Harold White. If she ran back to the Evans family, wouldn't she be the one being scolded?

Eva always played the good guy. "Dora, the White family is a noble family. How could they bully. Crystal? You really love your sister, but it's almost time. Let her go."

After that, she went to remind Crystal. "Crystal, from now on, you'll be the White family's daughter-in-law. You have to act with good senses."

Crystal nodded and got in the car.

Because of the otherworldly wedding, although the White family kept a low profile, there were still a lot of high-ranking officials and nobles attending. There were a total of ten people who made up and dressed Crystal.

The White family had chosen an exquisite wedding dress with embroidered patterns and ornaments obviously done by a master. It must be very expensive.

Just as Crystal was about to stretch her neck, the help covered her face with the bridal veil. Her vision became blurred. It was a little hard to see what was going on outside.

Freda came over and urged, "Are you done yet? Don't let the guests wait outside..."

Before she could finish her words, she was shocked by what she saw. She had thought that Crystal, a country girl, was vulgar and would not look good in any way. Obviously, she had underestimated her. Her skin was fair and tender, and her figure was graceful. The girl was really pretty.

Anyway, it was useless no matter how pretty she was. She would still be a widow!

"Once you're done, send her out. If we delay the time, Madam White won't be happy. After all, it's not good to let the dead wait!" Freda urged.