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.

him to unlock her phone since he knew her password.

how worthless some people’s love can be. It can change in the

he read 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 think it’s

sending the message, he deleted Robert’s

end, Robert

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

news only lazily got up with a grumpy look on his face after she

after sensing that he was in a bad mood.

he suddenly commented, “None of the

me the type of food

ask me about what I like to eat?”

was safe to say that Crystal was speechless at this point.

with him mainly involved letting him indulge in his pleasures. Unexpectedly, Henry 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

sympathizing with him. Even a noble and respected man

such, she tolerated his behavior and uttered, “I will make sure to