Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Harold didn't exert any strength, and Crystal didn't feel any pain, but she was completely

dumbfounded, gawking and staring at the man. The latter raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong?"

Crystal touched the teeth marks on her cheek. "I didn't bite you, nor did I lick you!"

"Oh, how about biting me back?"

Crystal felt that she was still at a disadvantage with such a solution.

"Do you want to bite me or not?" Harold glanced at the time. "It's already eleven o'clock."

Crystal lowered her head in distress. "Forget it. I'm a generous person. I won't argue with you."

Harold smiled. "Then let's sleep."

Crystal looked at the bed worriedly. "Can't I just sleep on the sofa downstairs?"

"Sure."

Before Crystal could feel glad, he added, "If you walk out of this door, I'll break your leg."

Crystal felt a twinge in her calf. Then, she slowly climbed onto the bed, lifted the blanket, lay down, and obediently closed her eyes. "Good night, Master White."

Harold registered her move and lay down beside her. The strong presence of another person made Crystal feel a little uncomfortable. She couldn't help inching toward the edge of the bed.

The same scent of shower gel on their bodies, which was a light citrus fragrance, interweaved in the air as if they were an intimate couple.

The disadvantage of lying under the same blanket was that Crystal could clearly feel Harold's warmth. His body temperature seemed to be higher than that of ordinary people, and such a heat made Crystal's neck blush. She then continued to inch toward the edge of the bed. All of a sudden, Harold stretched out his long arm and pulled her back to the middle of the bed, his voice lazy, "If you turn over one more time, you will fall to the ground."

Crystal's heart was beating very fast. She was held in Harold's arms under a thin blanket. When she looked up, she saw the man's sharp jawline, which was like a knife out of its sheath.

She felt like a little rabbit trapped in a wolf's den, trembling with fear, didn't know when she would be swallowed in one bite.

"Can't you fall asleep?" asked Harold.

Crystal was so angry. Because of whom she couldn't sleep? But she didn't dare to say it, just muttering her answer, "Yeah."

Harold paused for a moment, then raised his hand and slowly patted her back. His movements were a little awkward, his voice light. "Close your eyes."

Crystal replied with a soft 'yeah' and closed her eyes. Soon, she was actually put to sleep by the man's inexperienced move.

Sensing the girl's steady breathing, Harold stopped and looked down at the person in his arms. When Crystal fell asleep, she was even more obedient than when she was awake. She looked like she could only wipe her tears silently but say a word when she was bullied. She was so adorable!

Harold touched her long eyelashes with his fingertip. The girl's eyelashes trembled. She frowned and arched into his arms to avoid the annoying hand.

Harold didn't tease her anymore. He pulled the blanket to cover Crystal up to her chin. Only then did he close his eyes.

He had never had a good sleep. Sometimes, he closed his eyes and lay on the bed for the whole night, waiting for dawn. But tonight, he didn't know if it was because of the sweet fragrance of the soft girl in his arms that he quickly drifted into sleep.

The rain suddenly fell in the quiet night without any indicators. Crystal seemed to feel cold, nestling in Harold's chest. Her cheek pressed against the man's torso, which satisfied her with his warmth, but it also made a little kitten appear in Harold's dream that kept snuggling into his arms.