Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 440

Chapter 440

Harold tutted and said to Luke, “Take them away first. They’re too noisy.”

Luke nodded and was about to give instructions when Erik quickly said, “There’s no need to trouble Master White’s men…”

With a wave of his hand, all of the Shamus Family’s servants rushed out. Erik said, “Madam Marcy, Miss Ariel, please go to the lounge first and wait for the police to come.”

“And…” He glanced at Jared, who was sitting on the ground with his head down and no one knew what he was thinking, and said, “Take this person away too.”

The servant nodded in agreement. Madam Marcy and Ariel were making a scene, but they were quickly dragged away. Jared didn’t make a fuss. He just suddenly looked at Crystal and asked, “Do you think that I am very ridiculous?”

Crystal paused.

The servants stopped sensibly, waiting for Crystal to finish speaking with Jared.

“I don’t think you’re ridiculous.” Crystal said, “I only feel that you’re disgusting.”

When Harold, who had been in a daze, heard these words, he was slightly stunned.

Jared laughed out loud. “Hahaha… Disgusting. I love her so much, but she only thinks I’m disgusting.”

Crystal squatted down in front of him and said, “Jared, you don’t love her. You just fall in love with the obsession in your heart.”

Jared was stunned.

He and Alan were classmates and lived in the same dormitory. Alan got into the school with a high rank, but he had poor results. Everyone praised Alan, which made him very angry but helpless.

It was not until he saw Anaya. He had dated so many girlfriends before, both sincere and insincere, but his feelings for Anaya were different.

How could a man be so strange? He fell in love with her with just one glance.

When he was full of ambition to confess his love to Anaya, he heard the news that Alan and Anaya were together.

They were a perfect match, and they loved each other very much.

This pampered young lady didn’t care about people’s lives at all. How could a daughter of an aristocratic family like her care about the people of the lower class?

So he and Ariel plotted a conspiracy.

Ariel wanted Alan. He wanted Anaya, and he could get a lot of money afterward. It seemed to be more worthwhile than taking Anaya to die with him.

Jared got Anaya as he wished.

But it seemed that he had never got her.

She no longer liked to laugh, nor did she like to speak. She had once been young and full of vigor, but she was no longer the same, as if she was a walking corpse. Day after day, year after year, she accompanied him as he rubbed her way down.

In the past days, Jared only had strong hatred, but today, he suddenly felt a little regretful.

Perhaps he should have died six years ago. On a quiet night, he should have jumped down from the rooftop of the dormitory building.