Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 141 Sleep In The Master Bedroom

Crystal was overwhelmed by unease.

“I’m heading downstairs,” she muttered.

Henry stared at her silently and only uttered h oar sely after some time, “I’m sorry, Crystal.”

He watched as she practically scurried away before lowering his head and lighting a cigarette.

Twenty minutes later, a pleasant aroma wafted from the kitchen, which Henry immediately recognized as Crystal’s cooking.

He stubbed out his cigarette and headed to the dining room.

After serving him some spaghetti, Crystal tried to leave but he sat down and grabbed her hand. “Stay with me.”

She shook her head and said firmly, “Henry, if you weren’t injured, I wouldn’t even be here!”

Crystal was very calm. Perhaps she felt numb after crying many times at night. Facing him did not hurt as much.

Henry’s eyes turned gloomy but he respected her wishes. Not in the mood to enjoy his food without her company, he finished it quickly.

Crystal pointed at the couch after fetching a blanket from the guest room. “I’ll sleep here tonight.”

Henry’s gaze darkened. “Sleep in the master bedroom. It’s not as if we’ve never slept together before. Besides, I’m not going to do anything!”

Crystal was not so naive as to believe him.

Henry has strong sexual cravings and will undoubtedly become aroused once we get into bed together Besides… it’s over between us, so there’s no need for any more ambiguity.

“It’s better to keep things clear,” she refused flatly.

Exhausted from drinking and forcing herself to sober up, she curled up in the blanket on the couch and promptly fell asleep.

Henry gulped as he watched her sleep. He entered his bedroom and grabbed his quilt, which he

threw over her.

Without waking up, Crystal tugged the quilt and curled into it, making herself look especially thin

Henry’s heart ached when he thought about all the alcohol she had consumed that night.

much suffering that she’d rather drink with

into his study

person who answered it was

distant at the same time. “Mr. Miller, do you need something at

the night. “Miss Long, is your music center still short

“Yes! Of course!”

snickered inwardly. What we’re lacking the most are foolish rich

student over tomorrow. Get Miss Winters to teach her, Henry said

Emelia was dumbfounded.

child, Mr. Miller?” she deliberately

chuckled nonchalantly. “Have you ever seen Crystal’s belly get bigger, Miss Long? She’s

but grumble inwardly. This man is utterly shameless. He appears so refined in the newspapers and magazines that no one can tell that he’s actually rather promiscuous. No matter what, it’s always good to have

about Crystal, to which Henry answered

Henry was already up when

well. He was sitting in the dining room drinking

shirt with a thin dark tie, he looked handsome

was a

her, he

shirt and discovered that the third

of her top naturally parted, revealing a portion of

hastily bunched up her shirt. She searched the couch for

the walk-in closet. Your clothes are still there,” Henry

Crystal remained silent.

have no reason to accept them again. Just like the piano, Morning Dew, no matter how much I

simply requested to use the

there before, she knew where the sewing kit was, so she moved the button

up there. She merely

she looked at Henry and said. “You

down and regarded

breakfast before you go. It was delivered from the

smiled faintly and replied, “That’s

distant and polite. Henry could tell she was trying to draw a line with him. He did not know how others won back their lovers, but he had a feeling that she

and

gave him a slight bow and said, “Thank you for continuing to help my dad with the lawsuit, Mr. Miller. I’m

Henry felt extremely uncomfortable.

person even though they had had the best experience together in that condominium. Be it physically or in terms of lifestyle, they were very

He was slightly annoyed.