Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 122

Harold quickly answered the phone. “What’s wrong?

When Crystal heard his voice, for some reason, she suddenly felt extremely wronged.

She didn’t feel wronged when she was misunderstood by Antony and scolded by Debbie and Mia in the

Evans residence.

“Harold…” Crystal’s voice was very soft. She didn’t know how pitiful she was when she squatted in the

corner. She was like a homeless stray cat, shrinking into a small ball, as if she wanted to get some

warmth from herself. “I miss you a little.”

Harold paused and said, “Then go downstairs and come out of door No. 1.”

Crystal was stunned. She immediately stood up, grabbed her phone, and ran downstairs. The passers-

by looked at her inexplicably. Crystal had no time to care. She went down from the third floor to door

No. 1. The sun was shining brightly outside. Harold was standing beside the car. He wore an ash-blue

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shirt and a pair of sunglasses. He was tall and had long legs. Standing there, he was the focus of

attention.

Crystal crashed into his arms, her cheeks pressed against his chest, and her voice was muffled. “Why

are you here?”

Harold touched her furry head and said, “If I weren’t here, no one would comfort you even if you cried.”

Crystal curled her lips. “I didn’t cry…”

However, there was already a hint of crying in her voice.

Crystal often cried, and Harold had seen it many times. It was said that the more tears there were, the

less valuable they became. But now, looking at the crystal tears on the little girl’s cheeks, he still felt

uncomfortable.

“If you want to cry, just cry. I won’t laugh at you,” Harold said.

“You are so bad, you will definitely…” Crystal choked with sobs and said, “You just came to see me

make a fool of myself.”

“I drove for more than 40 minutes to see you make a fool of yourself?” Harold smiled. “Then you must

be really valuable. Do you know how expensive my time is?”

Crystal sobbed and said, “Then you can go back now… I don’t have money for you.”

Her eyes were big, her skin was white, and her face was a little chubby. Her curly and thick eyelashes

were wet with tears. She looked particularly pitiful.

Harold held her with one hand and opened the car door with the other. He put her in the car and said,

“How dare you act shamelessly when there are so many people around? Look how many people are

watching.”

Crystal felt embarrassed after a long while. She quickly wiped away her tears.

Harold got into the car, took out two pieces of tissue, and leaned over to wipe her tears. Crystal’s eyes

were wet. “Then why didn’t you remind me just now? You just wanted to laugh at me.”

When she was being unreasonable, there was really nothing he could do. No matter what he said, it

would be wrong. Harold simply said, “Well, it’s my fault. Don’t cry. Your eyes are swollen into a

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walnut.”

Crystal tugged at the hem of her skirt. “Why are you here?”

“It’s the first time in so many years that someone has swiped that card. Someone has reported it,”

Harold said.

Crystal hurriedly said, “I’ll give you the money in the future…”

That tie was quite expensive.

Harold smiled and said, “Do you think I’m here to argue with you about the few thousand dollars?”

Crystal, “?”

Harold said, “I just wanted to see how useless you are to be able to shop for so long but only spent

3000 dollars.”

“…I think it’s too expensive.” Crystal said, “And why did you buy those clothes? It’s a waste to ask

someone to cut them into pieces.”

“In terms of economy, as long as I pay him and he gives me the goods, the mission of the goods will be

completed. It’s not a waste.” Harold raised his eyebrows. “Besides, it’s not much money.”

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