Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 88 Feeling Ashamed

It was three in the morning when Henry returned to his condominium.

When he opened the door, a warm yellow light spilled out from the bedroom, lending a touch of warmth to the cold and luxurious decor

Since Crystal had been sleeping lightly, she was awakened when he walked into the bedroom. She sat up against the headboard and uttered groggily, “Do you want supper?”

“It’s too late for that. I’m going to take a shower,” he replied.

Didn’t he shower before he left? Is he…

As he leaned in to kiss her, Henry noticed the clarity in her eyes. “What are you thinking? Do you really think I have the energy to seek others when you have captivated my soul?”

When Crystal heard that, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue. She decided not to probe further.

Henry undressed and made his way to the bathroom, casually tossing his white shirt onto the floor. Crystal instinctively picked it up and placed it in the laundry basket. She planned to hand-wash it the next day.

However, as she examined the shirt, her expression froze.

It was stained with blood, and a faint metallic scent hung in the air.

at the bathroom,

Henry go out so late in the

dots between Robert’s earlier outburst and Henry’s late-night departure.

the shirt aside, Crystal

from the bathroom, clad in a black

and sensual touch. With his hand supporting her head, he passionately kissed her. Despite the discomfort in her neck, Crystal, who felt a sense of guilt, yielded to his desires. the coudn’t shake the

grew stronger, Henry pinned Crystal beneath him, his

make any further moves, choosing instead to simply stare at

fingers delicately along his prominent nose and chiseled jawline. Blushing,

man chuckled in disbelief. “Do women give praises to men

arched her body slightly and leaned in, planting a soft kiss on his lips. Her seductive

had truly embraced

experienced was thanks to

her gesture, Henry lowered his head

and pulled her into his embrace. “Let’s

one hand delicately wrapped around his waist, she closed her eyes, surrendering herself to the tranquil moment. Meanwhile, Henry watched her intently, captivated

beauty was understated