Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 173 Identity Reveal

Henry only returned to the condominium in the early morning.

As he drove home, he noticed a white BMW parked by the road.

Several people were loitering around and taking pictures, which he did not find strange. However, Henry’s heart skipped a beat when he saw the car plate number.

That’s Crystal’s car….

He stopped his car and quickly made his way across the road.

The bonnet of the white BMW was opened, exposing the car’s engine to the rain for the entire night.

The driver’s seat door stood wide open, allowing the rain to splatter inside the car. Resting on the seat was a woman’s purse, drenched in rainwater.

The onlookers engaged in a noisy discussion.

“Whose car is it? Why was it abandoned by the road?”

“I wonder too. Do you think the car owner might have committed suicide?”

“Both the car and the owner are gone. What a pity!”

Henry stood frozen in place, his breath momentarily suspended as he attempted to comprehend the unfolding situation.

Stiffly, he reached for his phone and realized it was switched off.

As he took out Crystal’s purse and closed the car door, someone in the crowd shouted, “Hey, why are you taking someone else’s stuff?”

Henry’s voice was tense. “This is my girlfriend’s car!”

The crowd looked at him as if he was a heartless jerk who hurt his girlfriend.

Henry hurriedly returned to his car and charged his phone. He immediately called Crystal once his phone was switched on.

The phone rang for about twenty seconds before Crystal answered it.

Crystal sounded exhausted. “Henry, let’s talk about our affairs some other day.”

With that, she hung up the phone.

Henry frowned, guessing she must still be mad at him.

for a shower before going to her condominium to make amends

gem, so he was not willing to give

Jamie, instructing her to tow Crystal’s car away. He then

was, as expected, not around. The room was slightly messy with a small suitcase left open on the bed, as if someone was packing halfway but, for

it quietly for a while before heading to

to take a rest on the bed

impatiently. “What’s

end of the phone.

His mind went blank for a split second, and he finally understood why Crystal had left the suitcase behind, why her car broke down by the road, and why she was so exhausted that she couldn’t be bothered

her father passed

did she go

of all color. He had a feeling that his relationship with Crystal was reaching a point of no return.

rushed to the hospital.

were still there, along with a few relatives

in black with a small- white flower pinned on her chest, sat in a wheelchair.

of weight.

Crystal, she only glanced at him silently. She did not display

was the first to lose control. He grabbed Henry’s shirt collar tightly and shouted at him, “The audacity of you to appear here! Where were

“I told you long ago; if

pushed Seth away without responding

like that and attempted to give him a beating.

to well in his eyes. A wonderful girl like

in the face when Crystal stopped him.

pale face and felt the urge to hug her.

about to reach out to her when she

“It is thanks to you, Mr. Miller, that my father had his name cleared before he passed away. Thank you very much for dropping by to pay respects to my father.”

taken aback by her words.

believed their relationship had reached a point where marriage was being discussed. Not long ago, she even affectionately called him “Henry”

him as “Mr. Miller,” treating him like a complete

addressed him struck his

chose to keep his emotions in check out of respect for John.

instead of

to let him help either and merely treated him as

Crystal remained in the wheelchair, unable to do

day, John was to be buried at a cemetery up in the mountain.

broke down and started wailing loudly.

you and me now, Madam Anna.

filled

to pay their respects, regardless of whether they were connected to

with Sophia. Robert came as well.

Melora. The Millers’ intention was clear; they still wanted Crystal