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.

to look at the bathroom, a look of concern creasing her

late in

earlier outburst and Henry’s late-night departure. She guessed that his opponent must

carefully placing the shirt aside, Crystal

emerged from the bathroom, clad in

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 feeling that something was troubling

stronger, Henry pinned Crystal beneath him, his gaze piercing

didn’t make any further moves, choosing

fingers delicately along his prominent nose and chiseled

in disbelief. “Do women give praises to men like that? Don’t you feel

slightly and leaned in, planting a soft kiss on his lips. Her seductive move served to fan the

truly

pleasure she experienced was thanks to

Henry lowered his head and kissed her with

a lingering kiss, he lay down and pulled her into his

With 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 yet