Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 172 She Lost Too Much In Just One Night

Henry’s gaze darkened.

In a hoarse voice, he said, “Let’s talk at home, Crystal.”

Refusing to back down, she asked again, “Do you love me?”

The man knitted his brows and kept mum:

Crystal anticipated that response from him. I know he can’t answer me because he doesn’t love me and doesn’t want to lie to me.

The diamond ring in her hand slipped from her grasp, landing on the ground with a faint sound.

It mirrored the delicate state of their relationship, quietly shattering, unlike the dramatic breakup that Henry once had with Audrey. The silent pain was hers alone to bear.

Crystal locked eyes with Henry and spoke in a soft tone. “Henry, I don’t want anything anymore. Don’t worry. I won’t pester you any longer, and you no longer need to bind me with the ties of marriage, either. Like I’ve mentioned before, you’re free to live your life as you wish!”

With that, Crystal turned around, summoning her strength to walk away, determined to maintain her dignity. Even in her departure, she was determined to do so with grace and poise. We’ve all fallen in love with a jerk at least once in our lives, and I’m sure we’ve all been deceived by men. I’ll just consider it a gamble that didn’t go in my favor. It’s okay. I may have stumbled, but it won’t prevent me from getting back up.

Crystal made a vow that the name of Henry Miller would never appear as her spouse on her household. registry.

“Crystal!” Henry ran after her and grabbed her hand.

Crystal tried shaking him off, but he refused to let go. “Listen to me! I’m not toying with your feelings. I-

No matter how hard she tried, Crystal could not break free from the man’s grasp.

In a composed tone, she uttered, “Indeed, you’re not in love with me. You’re simply tolerating my presence. You can’t reject your first love, and you can’t bear to cause her pain. That’s why you chose to ignore my pain. It’s over between us, Henry!”

Henry gritted his teeth and pulled her into his arms. “Let’s go back and talk!”

All of a sudden, the nurse in the ward exclaimed, “M-Miss Quinn!

Crystal turned around and looked in Audrey’s direction with her bloodshot eyes.

The ashen-faced Audrey was wearing a smile despite the blood dripping from her severely injured wrist. She threatened, “Henry! You can’t abandon me. If you leave with her, I’ll kill myself!”

Henry hurriedly walked over to apply pressure to Audrey’s wound.

voice, he said, “Audrey, when will

lips trembled as she replied, “You should know the answer!”

had enough of this.

Ferropene. And I won’t have to wait for him in the long,

away. She was sick of the drama between

a trip back to Henry’s condominium.

meticulously prepared for Valentine’s Day. The extravagant Michelin-starred dining table worth fifty thousand and the elegant silver candlesticks-she disposed

also threw the invitation from Ferropene’s Royal Academy of Music into the trash

these tasks, Crystal packed her belongings, ready to

phone rang. It was

now. Your dad fell, and he’s in critical condition. He wants to see you one last time! Crystal, please

on the edge of a

out Crystal’s name over and over. He

moments, what worried him the

world crumbled before Crystal’s

set everything aside and

the gas pedal, determined to reach her

from the raindrops on the windshield. Come

to tell him how much she loved him and assure him. that she would take good care of Anna. Above all, she wanted him to

streamed down Crystal’s face.

a loud crash rang out.

still, stunned for a moment.

the heavy rain, she hurriedly got out of the vehicle and opened the hood, only to be greeted. by a cloud of black

car had broken down.

But on Valentine’s Day, the streets were congested with young couples returning home from their romantic dates, making

a nearby shopping mall where it would

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a taxi.

drenched her clothes, and her shoes and

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as Crystal stepped into a small pothole, she tumbled

up again, her heel

walk.

down passing cars, but none were willing to give her a ride.

grabbed her phone and dialed Henry’s number. Perhaps

only wish was to see her father one last

times, she received the same automated message over and again: Sorry, the user

eyes in the midst of that rainy

night was unprecedentedly cold