Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 962

After sending Dora away, Crystal saw the closed glass door and suddenly had an idea. She walked to the glass door and reached out to lock it. Unexpectedly, the person inside had already noticed it. He moved faster than her and opened the door in an instant. Crystal did not check it and suddenly held Harold's fingers.

Those fingers were long and slender, carrying the warmth of their master's body. Her tender palm could feel the cocoon on the other party's finger, and the left and right sides of his index fingers were especially rough. C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

"..." Crystal subconsciously wanted to let go, but was held back by the other party.

Crystal's hand was small, so it was easily squeezed into Harold's palm. It seemed that he didn't notice how intimate this posture was. Instead, he pulled her to his chest and raised his eyebrows, asking, "What did Miss Ramsey just want to do?"

The other party was too tall for Crystal to reach his shoulder. His posture was too passive, which made her frown. But soon she smiled and said, "I didn't want to do anything. I just wanted to remind Master White to go out quickly so that your fiancee won't look for you everywhere later."

"There's no rush," Harold said. "You seem to be very concerned about my fiancee."

"Of course." Crystal narrowed her eyes. "After all, I'm..." She leaned closer to Harold's chest and said softly, "I'm seducing you."

Harold let go of her hand and walked out. "I'm not interested in you."

Crystal laughed out loud.

Harold stopped in his tracks. "What are you laughing at?"

Crystal leaned against the glass wall and crossed her arms. "Not interested in me?"

She was like a lazy cat. She tilted her head lazily and joked, "After hugging, kissing, and touching, you said that you're not interested in me. I didn't expect that Master White would still play around with women when you're in your current position."

Harold asked, "After hugging, kissing, and touching?"

Crystal took a few steps forward, her white and tender fingertips lightly brushing across the wound on his lips. She said softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Without waiting for Harold's reply, she pulled back her cloak, revealing a dark purple mark on her neck. "Look, the evidence is there, but you're denying it."

Her skin was as smooth as a piece of warm jade under the light, and those finger marks were extremely dazzling. Harold looked down for about two seconds and then raised his hand to touch it. Crystal gave a slight hiss. "What are you doing?"

"I suspect that you hurt yourself to blackmail me," Harold said. "After all, I didn't use too much strength."

Crystal smiled. "Blackmail you?"

"What's wrong? Do you want me to go to the hospital to do an injury assessment and then file a lawsuit against you for deliberately hurting me?"

She always became aggressive after revealing her soft side.

Harold paused for a moment, then took out his wallet from his jacket pocket. There were a few cash notes in it. He took out one and placed it in Crystal's hand. "The medical expenses."

"..." Crystal looked at the 10 dollars in her hand and laughed with anger.

Did he think of her as a beggar?

Before she could take it, Harold forcefully pried open her fingers and placed the money into her hands. He then put away the wallet and casually said, "I've paid for the medical expenses."

Crystal was so angry that she wanted to fight to the death with him now, but today, Harold had completely made her realize what a b*stard he was. He said matter-of-factly, "Now, it's time to talk about your compensation for me."

"About you biting me, I have no choice but to go for a rabies vaccination."