Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149

Dana did not know what Crystal’s IQ was like, but her EQ was really not high.

Crystal just asked casually and did not care about the answer. She went back to sit on the sofa with Bernard and they watched a cartoon together. Bernard watched with great interest, and Crystal watched with great interest too.

She felt that the cartoon was more interesting than the drama at 8 p.m.

At nine o’clock in the evening, Dana took Bernard to wash up. Bernard had always been sleeping alone. Dana laid a bed for him in her own room.

After saying good night to Bernard, Crystal went out through the back door to take a look at CoCo.

CoCo was not locked in a cage today. It lay lazily on the grass. When it saw Crystal coming over, it wagged its tail.

Crystal squatted beside it and touched the big cat’s head. Then, CoCo rubbed her palm.

Human beings had no resistance to cats. Even if they were so big, they were still cats!

Crystal rubbed the cat for a while and said in shock, “CoCo, your hair is actually dropping!”

There was a lot of snow-white fur on her dress. She sighed and said, “When I was a child, I fed a white cat. If I held it and played with it, my clothes would be full of fur. When my grandma saw it, I would be beaten again. She would definitely say that I played with the cat and didn’t do anything.”

So after that, she could only feed the cat as much as she could and did not dare to hold it anymore.

One day, Crystal saw the body of the cat, which died in the small yard of the Haye residence. It was poisoned to death by Debbie with pesticides. The reason was that the cat kept screaming in spring, which annoyed her. So she added medicine to the fish. The meal was probably the best meal for the white cat. After eating it, it no longer had any breath.

At that time, Crystal was still young. When she encountered such a thing, she could only cry. She cried for a long time and secretly buried the cat at night, hoping that it would be reincarnated into a cat with a better life in the next life.

After so many years, if the white cat was still a cat after it was reincarnated, it should be very big by.

take a shower.

She changed into her comfortable pajamas and dried her hair. Harold was still not back. She walked out to the study in her slippers and knocked on the door.

When the door opened, Harold rubbed the space between his eyebrows and asked, “You can’t sleep well without me?”

“…” Crystal said, “I can only sleep well without you.”

“What a coincidence,” Harold said. “I’m not a good person. I like it when you can’t sleep well.”

Crystal was speechless.

Sure enough, Harold wasn’t a good person.