Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 693

Chapter 693

In an instant, everyone looked at him.

Crystal was stunned for a moment, and then she heard someone say, “D*mn… she’s bold. Isn’t this what I’ve always wanted to do but didn’t dare to do?!”

“Ah… I’m looking forward to hearing Instructor White’s answer! I want to know if he has a girlfriend?”

“This girl looks quite familiar… Is she from the art department? I heard that she got in first place in the dance exam. She comes from a very good family and looks very good.”

“No wonder she’s so brave.”

Under everyone’s gaze, Harold raised his thin eyelids and looked at the girl on the stage.

Beside him, Antony said softly, “Don’t say anything too hurtful. The young girl is sensitive, and if you reject her in front of everyone, it could be devastating.”

Harold clicked his tongue.

He leaned back against the back of the chair in a relaxed manner. He put his arms on the armrest, crossed his hands, and said with a faint expression, “Sorry, I have a fiancée.”

Harold’s voice was not loud, but perhaps it was because the auditorium was too quiet at this moment, and everyone was waiting for his answer. Therefore, this sentence was still heard by everyone, and it immediately caused an uproar.

-Fiancée.

This was a relationship that was even closer than that of a girlfriend.

The girl on the stage was about to cry. The person next to her quickly patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, but the girl held back her tears and said, “Thank you.

She turned around and went off the stage. It was a farce that was neither too big nor too small.

Crystal stared blankly at Harold’s back.

In the darkness, Crystal could not see clearly Harold’s face. She whispered, “Why did you bring me here?”

Harold replied, “To take refuge.”

“Ah?”

Harold said, “Antony told me that many boys are going to confess their love to you after the party.” Crystal was speechless.

Harold said, “Don’t you have anything to say about this?”

Crystal was at a loss. “What should I say?”

Harold laughed. He locked Crystal in between the wall and his own arm and said in a low voice, “So many people like you. Crystal, I’m jealous.”