Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 823

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Chapter 823

Crystal was a little tired. Harold fed her two mouthfuls of honey water. Crystal patted her own bed and asked, "Will

you sleep with me?"

"No." Harold said, "If I press down on you, it will hurt."

Crystal's skin was too delicate now. The three outfits in the ward were very soft, for fear that she would feel pain.

Crystal frowned and was unhappy. "I want you to sleep with me."

"..." Harold had no choice but to take off his coat and hold Crystal in his arms. While coaxing the little girl to sleep,

he used his mobile phone to deal with things.

Crystal leaned into a familiar embrace and smelled the familiar scent of shower gel. She had a good sleep, but the

sound came from behind her in a daze-

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"You will be fine. You have to grow up healthy."

"You're still a baby who loves crying so much."

"I'm sorry."

Crystal didn't know why, but when she opened her eyes, her eyes were wet. She cried again in her dream.

Harold didn't sleep and immediately looked down. "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Crystal shook her head. "It's not a nightmare."

She hesitated for a moment, then narrowed her eyes and said, "It should be a sweet dream."

Because when she heard those words, she felt that she was loved.

It was already six o'clock in the evening. Antony came to deliver food with a thermos. When he saw Harold holding

Crystal, he rolled his eyes. He put down the thermos heavily and held his arms, saying, "Crystal, I had a special

meal feeding practice this afternoon. I promise I won't burn you again."

Freud and the others suspected that Antony had been possessed by a woman whose mother's love was overflowing

the entire afternoon. After all, it was really scary for him to look for people everywhere while grabbing the rice

bowl.

Crystal did not trust her third brother that much. She looked at him suspiciously.

Antony sat down in front of the hospital bed. He opened the thermos as if he were removing a gun's components.

He looked very serious. He shouldn't even be as serious as this when he sat for his final exam.

Crystal's dislike for her brother was beyond words—it was just that she could not speak. Otherwise, she would

definitely choose to express her feelings.

Today's dinner was still porridge. It was shrimp and corn porridge. Antony scooped out a spoonful of it and blew it

very professionally. He fed it to Crystal when he felt that it was no longer hot, so as to avoid the tragedy in the

morning.

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It was a good meal for Crystal. Apart from the fact that her brother fed her so fast that she had little indigestion.

Antony put away the thermos and glanced at Harold. In fact, he was still a little afraid of Harold. Although he was

her future brother-in-law, it could not change the fact that he was called Harold. So he coughed and said in a polite

tone, "Well, I'll watch after her here. Master White, would you like to have something to eat?"

Harold said lightly, "I'm not hungry."

Crystal immediately looked at him.

"..." Harold said, "I'm suddenly hungry, i'll go eat something first."

After he left, Antony said in a low voice, "I think Harold is very good to you."

Crystal immediately raised her eyebrows and looked proud.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." While there was no one around, Antony pinched Crystal's face and said, "This morning, Harold and

big brother went to the school to put pressure on the school directors and asked them to expose all Phyllis's deeds.

It's too bad that she's dead. If she is still alive, I will rip her head off and let you kick it around like a ball."

Crystal,"..."

The expression on Crystal's face was one of disgust. What was there to play with a head? It would be bloody and

scary.

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