Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 922

Chapter 922

Crystal changed her clothes and wrapped herself tightly. As she stepped out, she caught a whiff of the lingering scent of blood in the air. There seemed to be vivid red stains on the snowy ground, but before she could get a clear look, Harold said, "Don't waste any more time."

Crystal thought that maybe he was in a hurry to get engaged to Dora.

So she didn't look at it carefully and got in the car.

This time, there were several more tests to be done. Crystal used to read the report by herself. But this time, the doctor frowned when he saw the X-ray. Then he looked at her and sighed. Without saying anything to her, he quickly walked out of the door.

The door of the examination room was not closed. From where Crystal was standing, she could see Harold standing by the window of the corridor and smoking.

It was so cold in December, but he was wearing very thin clothes. The wind outside the window was very strong, tousling his soft black hair, revealing his smooth and full forehead. The man's side look resembled a perfect marble statue, with distinct angles. With his lowered eyelashes, there was a hint of indescribable tenderness and melancholy.

But he was not gentle at all, Crystal thought.

He was the one who let go first, but now he looked sadder than her.

The doctor hurriedly approached the bedside, his white coat billowing in the wind, making his face appear even paler. Harold's fingers twitched, and the knuckles turned slightly purplish in the cold breeze. He put out his cigarette in the white ashtray and took the report from the doctor, glancing at it briefly before closing his eyes. "...Test again," he said.

"...Master White, the instruments in our hospital..."

Before the doctor could finish his words, the man had already repeated coldly, "I'll say, take another test."

The doctor didn't dare to say anything more and said, "...Okay."

He walked back to the examination room and said to Crystal in a gentle voice, "Miss Evans, maybe there's something wrong with the equipment just now. Let's start over again."

Crystal still looked at the side of Harold's face. That person's expression seemed to be a little sad.

But maybe she was wrong.

Today was his important day. What was there to be sad about?

Crystal had always been very cooperative when it came to checkup, so she nodded in agreement.

Harold stood by the window for a long time, and the cold wind made him almost numb. When he saw the living creatures outside the window, his eyes were as cold as ice and snow, and when he turned around, he became as cold as an old well.

After a long while, the doctor came out of the examination room again, and his hands were trembling.

"Master White... Just like the last examination report, I am very sure that it's a girl."

Pregnant women can replace out the gender of the fetus during the gestational period of three and a half to four months. However, it is common for hospitals not to disclose the gender of the baby to the parents. Crystal came out of the examination room. When she heard the doctor's words, he was both happy and sad.

She still remembered that Harold said that he wanted a daughter, and it would be best if she looked like her. When he said those words, there was a faint smile in his eyes, gentler than the morning sun. There was a subtle scent of cream in the air, as if it was from a bakery they passed by. She remembered it vividly.

Crystal knew that he was sincere.

He truly wanted a daughter, as if he wanted to shelter Crystal, who had endured hardships in her childhood, and provide her with all the happiness in the world.

But at this moment, Harold's expression was unpleasant.

Crystal tried her best to replace a trace of joy on his face, but it was in vain.

He was going to have a daughter.

But he was not happy.