Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179

Crystal wiped her tears and got into the car. Seeing her pitiful look, Harold leaned over and fastened the seat belt for her. “If you cry again, your eyes will become swollen like a walnut.”

“I can’t help… Boohoo… I feel so upset…”

Harold took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. He then took out a tissue to wipe her tears, asking, “Why are you upset?”

Crystal’s eyelashes were long and thick, and when her tears got on them, they stuck together, making her look particularly aggrieved. With a pink nose, she said, “Today, I obviously helped Marcus a big favor. He said that he would treat me to a meal, but he just left me here and went away… How could I not be upset?”

Harold paused and advised, “He’s not a thing. Why are you crying because of him? It’s not worth it.” Crystal wiped her tears bluntly. “But I’m just upset.”

Her skin was tender to begin with, when she roughly wiped her face, it reddened. Harold grabbed her wrist, “If you’re mad at him, I’ll take you to find trouble with him.”

Crystal curled her lips, “… Forget it.”

She lowered her head, pulled the hem of her clothes, and said softly, “He lost his mother because of me. He doesn’t like me, and I don’t want him to be my brother anymore.”

Harold sighed. “How can you let people bully you so easily…”

“Why are you called Crystal? Why aren’t you called squishy? Everyone can squish you.”

Crystal gasped, “You’re scolding me again!”

“No,” Harold said with a smile. He pinched her cheek and said, “It’s really soft. From now on, I’ll call you Softy.”

Crystal said in a stuffy voice, “Don’t give me a random name.”

After a moment of hesitation, she asked, “How did you know I’m here?”

Harold started the car, raising his brows, “Telepathy?”

Crystal faintly said, “I’m gonna be a college student in September. Don’t lie to me with a lie that even three-year-old children don’t believe.”

“Because there are times you’re bad. For example, when I was drowsy last time, you commented on my pink cherry underwear.”

“It’s you who prefers the little shark ones. With my aesthetic standard, I think pink is more attractive.”

Crystal was furious. “Are you wearing them or am 1 wearing them?”

Harold chuckled, “So, when you put them on, are you going to watch or am I going to watch?”

Crystal was rendered speechless.

“Drop me off right here.”

Harold looked at her, confused.

“This isn’t the kindergarten bus. I want to get out!”