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.

for him to unlock her phone since he knew her password. As soon

worthless some people’s love can be. It can change in the blink of an eye!‘

sentimental, isn’t he? he thought as he sent a reply with an indifferent expression.

Robert’s messages and blocked

the other end, Robert was rendered

of five dishes, one of them being soup. All the dishes looked and tasted great, especially the cajun seafood boil, which was her specialty. Everyone who

the financial news only lazily got up with a grumpy look

knew better than to piss him off after sensing that he was in a

bites before he suddenly commented, “None of

say, “But Marie told me the

man’s eyes were ablaze. “Why don’t you ask me about

Crystal was speechless at this

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 why he torments me

Even a noble and respected

uttered, “I will make sure to keep that in mind when I cook next