Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 734

Chapter 734

Crystal had a strange dream.

In her dream, she stood in the small yard of the Haye residence. She was very young,

about two or three years old, and she couldn’t remember a lot of things.

Human memory was a very magical thing. When you thought you had forgotten it, in

fact, it was just buried in the deepest place, and you would suddenly think of it when

you saw a familiar scene.

The torrential rain from the day before yesterday resonated with the sound of the rain

hitting the surface of the umbrella. She stood behind someone and saw a group of

adults entering the Haye family. They were all too tall for Crystal to see their faces

clearly. However, there was a little girl who looked about eight or nine years old and

was wearing a beautiful floral skirt.

The adults went in to talk about something. The little girl looked at her for a long time

before she finally came over and asked in a soft voice, “Are you Crystal?”

Crystal was very shy. She was too embarrassed to raise her head to look at the other

party. She replied with a muffled “hmm”.

Perhaps she was too short. The little girl squatted down, opened her white and tender

palm, and said, “Here, I’ll treat you a candy.”

Crystal finally looked up and saw the little girl’s face.

Her limpid eyes and petal-like lips made her look as gentle as water. Even though she

was young, it could be seen that she was definitely a beauty.

Crystal was stunned at that moment.

Marcus stopped and said, “Okay, send it to me. Thank you. I’ll treat you to dinner on

one of the days.”

“There’s no need to be so polite.” The other party hung up the phone and quickly sent

a photo over.

When Marcus clicked open the photo, he saw that the little girl whose face was

covered by the yellowish color had her face revealed. Her oval face and limpid eyes

showed her extraordinary beauty at the age of three or four.

“…” Marcus closed his eyes and opened the album he had found before. He took out

one of them and made a comparison. Her eyebrows, outline, and bone shape were

exactly the same person.

“…Sadie.” Marcus leaned back on the sofa and slowly spat out the name, “Sadie.”