Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 27 Henry, What Are We?

After leaving the hospital, Crystal went to the detention center to see her father.

John was doing all right. He seemed to have lost weight, but his health was decent.

Crystal was reassured upon seeing that.

She then returned to her hectic life.

She would work at the music center during the day. Other than her restaurant gig at night, she also taught some students in turns. It was tiring, but she could earn more.

A week quickly passed by.

She never met Henry in that one week, but she saw him on the entertainment news. That was how she learned that he had gone to Hulcaster.

He had attended a cocktail party in the city.

At the party, Henry wore a black velvet suit paired with a white shirt and a black bow tie.

He was quite eye–catching among the crowd and he looked very noble.

There was a beautiful lady beside him, and Henry’s arm was wrapped loosely around her waist. They looked like the perfect couple.

Crystal recognized the lady as a first–line actress who had won an award before. At that moment, the actress leaned lovingly against Henry, her face filled with ambition to marry into a prestigious family.

Crystal slowly put down the newspaper.

had given her special treatment. It was only reasonable

was working part–time

a navy shirt and gray slack, and

looked mature

food he barely touched. He just leaned back in the chair and listened

know why he came, so she could only ignore his passionate

just closed its doors when Crystal gathered her things and prepared to clock

seat

also felt that she was being rude. She should have greeted him

walked out of the restaurant, a golden Bentley Continental pulled up in

the car,”

in. His

A moment later, he glanced at her

hastily put it on.

her. At the moment, he only had his shirt and slacks on, and his coat was tossed onto the back

her gaze, he purred, “Do you think

Huh?

face turned even redder.

when he angled his body to gaze at Crystal with a suggestive

ambiguous atmosphere, so she said carefully, “Mr. Miller, thank you for that day.

say

bus stop

gaze was dark as he finally spoke up.