Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 54

Chapter 54

"Sometimes we also send jewelry. Do you like shiny stones? There are many inside the safe. If you like them, just pick any of them," Harold said.

Crystal, a bumpkin who had never seen the world before, was amazed, but then, she refused in pain. "I don't want your house. I'm already happy if you let me stay here."

If Debbie or Mia knew that she had a super luxurious villa under her name, they would come here every day to make a scene.

Harold was a little perplexed as he didn't expect that she would refuse. Crystal had already clattered upstairs in her slippers. "Master White, where am I going to sleep tonight?" Harold put one hand in his pocket and went upstairs. He pushed open the door of a room and said, "Here."

Crystal looked inside and saw a big bed covered with black beddings, a walk-in closet with glass doors, a small sofa, and a terrace.

Harold's jacket laid on the sofa.

Crystal hesitated and said, "Master White... isn't this your room?"

"Yeah," Harold walked into the room, "I never brought anyone here, so I don't have a guest room." Crystal leaned against the door frame, didn't go in. "Then I... I'll sleep on the sofa."

Harold stood by the bed and looked at her expressionlessly. "Will I eat you or what?"

Crystal shook her head.

"Come here."

Crystal took small steps towards the man. Harold grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the bed. The distance between the two of them was too short that they could hear each other's breath. Crystal raised her eyes. She could even count the long and thick strands of Harold's eyelashes. The small mole at the corner of his left eye was also attractive.

She was stiff all over, like a rabbit held in the mouth of a wolf, shivering. "Master White... What are you doing?"

"Did you join the wedding ceremony with my portrait in your arms today?"

Crystal nodded honestly.

She hadn't really completed the ceremony, but it seemed she couldn't just kiss a portrait to finish it.

Harold raised his hand and tucked her strands of hair behind her ear, saying, "Then tonight is our

wedding night. What do you think I'm going to do?"

Crystal was stunned.

Her fair cheeks were already red, but Harold still deliberately approached her ear. His voice became husky and so seductive. "Girl, do you want to take off your clothes yourself, or do you want me to take them off for you?"

"..." Crystal felt that if she were a cat, all the hair on her body would have stood on end, and her ears would have been numb. The electric current was still flowing into her heart along with the blood, and even her heart was numb it made she stammer, "Master White... I think it's cold to take off my

clothes."

Harold laughed. "So, you like to keep your clothes on?"

Crystal was about to cry.

Harold usually looked very serious, but why was he so talkative as soon as he got on the bed? Harold got up from the bed, put his arms around Crystal's waist, and picked her up. He held her in his arms as if he were holding a child. Crystal almost sat on his strong forearm, feeling dumbfounded. "Hey, I'm still a kid..."

Harold turned on the bathroom light and put her down on the sink. He placed one hand on her side, looking at her, "You don't need to take a shower just because you're a kid?" Crystal didn't get it.

"I didn't expect you to be such a dirty cat."

Crystal was speechless.

She tugged at the hem of her shirt. "Take, take a shower? Are we going to take a shower together?"

Harold licked his sharp canine teeth and laughed out loud. "I didn't expect to be able to shower

together, but it's true that kids know how to play."

Crystal blinked her eyes and really wanted to cry.