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.

drink with a stranger to gamble on a chance that might not work

into his study

who answered it

was polite yet distant at the same time. “Mr. Miller, do you need

night. “Miss Long, is your music

“Yes! Of course!”

lacking the most are foolish

recommend a student over tomorrow. Get Miss Winters to

Emelia was dumbfounded.

Mr. Miller?” she deliberately

seen Crystal’s belly get bigger, Miss Long? She’s just

newspapers and magazines that no one can tell that he’s actually rather promiscuous. No matter what, it’s always good to have

Henry answered ambiguously, “Crystal was

morning, Henry was already up when Crystal woke

wound seemed to be healing well. He was sitting in the dining room drinking coffee

in a dark grey shirt with a thin

was a

fell on her, he said softly, “You’re missing a

light-colored shirt and discovered that the

she was sitting, both sides of her top naturally parted, revealing

couch for a long time but could

get changed in the walk-in closet. Your

Crystal remained silent.

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

to use

lived there before, she knew where the sewing kit was, so she moved the button at the collar lower to

freshen up there. She merely

said. “You seem fine, Mr. Miller. I’ll

newspaper down

was delivered from the Miller residence

and replied, “That’s

line with him. He did not know how others won back their lovers,

at her and went

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

Henry felt extremely uncomfortable.

ordinary citizen treating a prominent person even though they had had the best experience together in that condominium. Be it physically or in terms

He was slightly annoyed.