Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 905

The owner of the courtyard must have been paying his respects to the Buddha all this while. The sandalwood didn’t disperse all year round, which was why there was such a smell lingering in the empty courtyard.

With a creak, the maid pushed open the door of the Buddha Hall. She stood at the door and said to Crystal, “Miss Evans, please come in.”

As soon as Crystal stepped into the door, the door was closed from the outside.

She raised her head and saw the merciful eyes of the Buddha.

In the traditional culture of Buddhism, the guardian of the past was the ancient Randeng Buddha, the guardian of the future one was the Maitreya Buddha, and the guardian of the present was the Buddha of the present age.

Next to the Buddha statue was a spirit tablet. The words “Leilani” on it were much older than the other words. It was obvious that someone was often rubbing it.

Antonio knelt on the futon, his fingers fiddling with the prayer beads. He did not open his eyes when he heard the sound of Crystal entering. He merely said blandly, “Give Leilani’s memorial tablet an incense stick.”

Crystal did not understand his intentions, but Leilani was Harold’s birth mother. It was only appropriate for her to light incense for Harold’s mother. Therefore, she took the incense, lit it, solemnly kowtowed three times, and placed the incense in the censer.

Antonio finally stood up. He looked Crystal up and down for a moment and said, “You seem to have lost a lot of weight compared to the last time I saw you.”

“Is Harold not treating you well?”

Crystal didn’t know if he really didn’t know, or if he deliberately asked this question. Her cheeks bulged, but he didn’t answer.

Antonio said, “The child should be two months old?”

Crystal nodded.

He rubbed Crystal’s hair like a loving elder and said, “You really don’t want to think about it? It’s not a good choice for you to stay with him.”

However, Crystal felt as if she had been entangled by an ice-cold snake, causing goosebumps on her back. However, she bit the corner of her lips and did not show any sign of fear or disgust. Instead, she spoke slowly in the words of a hatchet man, “Thank you for your kindness.”

Antonio laughed. He seemed to find it interesting. Just as he was about to say something, the door of the Buddha Hall was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

Harold unbuttoned two of the buttons on his collar, revealing his thin collarbone. His eyes were colder than the night in late November. “So you’re here.”

He strode over, grabbed Crystal’s wrist, pulled her behind him, stared into her eyes, and asked, “What did you say to him?”

Crystal quickly shook his head. Harold pinched her lower jaw and said word by word, “You’d better not say anything.”