Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 56 Does He Have Some Kind of Health Problem?

Crystal followed Henry back to the apartment. She thought for a while before eventually asking him, “Did you… do something to the Sloan Group?”

The man paused slightly before casually asking in return, “Are you going to beg for mercy on Robert’s behalf?”

“No way.” Embarrassed, she fiddled with the bottles of wine.

Henry watched her for a while before sitting on the couch and turning the TV on. After a few minutes of him watching the financial news, he saw that Crystal was still lingering in the same place. He then asked in a voice devoid of emotion, “Aren’t you going to cook?”

Crystal only nodded in response.

When she changed into her indoor clothes, she couldn’t help but wonder if Henry didn’t have needs. Her current function was to cook, clean, and run errands for him. Somehow, she was working on different shifts from the part–time maid who took care of the house.

I couldn’t tell how abstinent he could be.

Henry didn’t waste time dilly–dallying as Crystal busied herself with the cooking. After he made a few calls, he put down his phone and went to take a shower. That was when Crystal’s phone on the coffee table lit up.

Noticing this, he peeked at the kitchen and quietly took her phone.

password. As

can be. It can change in the blink

the messages. He is awfully sentimental, isn’t he? he thought as he sent a reply with an indifferent expression. ‘Throw it in the bin then, if you

message, he deleted Robert’s messages and blocked

end, Robert was rendered

total of five dishes, one of them being soup. All the dishes looked and tasted great, especially the cajun seafood boil,

eat when she was done cooking. However, the man watching the financial news only lazily got up with a

off after sensing that he was in a

suddenly commented, “None of the dishes you cooked is the

but say, “But Marie told me the type of food you enjoy. Do you really not like any of the dishes?”

you ask me about what I like

that Crystal was speechless at this

was a nitpicker in his daily life. She couldn’t help but think about the times he would stop midway even when she was obviously in the mood… Does he have some kind of health problem that he can’t talk to me about? And is that

a noble and respected

his behavior and uttered, “I will make sure to keep