Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 173

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.

to condone her behavior and decided to head back for a shower before going to her condominium to make amends with a perfect Valentine’s Day celebration.

a gem, so he was not willing to

instructing her to tow Crystal’s

suitcase left open on the bed, as if someone was packing halfway but, for some reason, left

for a while before heading to

showering, he was about to take a rest on the bed when Melora called.

asked impatiently. “What’s the matter. Melora?”

the phone. “Henry, did you know Crystal’s

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 to confront him about what happened the

her father passed away.

did she go through

He had a feeling that his relationship

rushed to the

along with a few relatives and

Crystal, decked in black with a small- white flower pinned on her chest, sat in

weight. Her

she only glanced at him silently. She did not display

tightly and shouted at him, “The audacity of you to appear here! Where were you when Crystal was helpless and needed you? Drop the

told you long ago; if you won’t cherish her, I’ll do it

away without responding to

like that and

thought of Crystal’s pitiful state the night before caused tears to well in his eyes. A wonderful girl like

Henry in the

and felt the urge to hug

was about to reach out to her when she rejected him with a hand

“It is thanks to you, Mr. Miller, that my father had his name cleared before he passed away. Thank you

taken aback by her words.

Not long ago, she even affectionately called him “Henry” when he hugged her.

“Mr. Miller,”

him struck his

emotions in check out of respect for

instead of

did not chase him away, but she refused to let him help either and merely treated him as a guest. Meanwhile, Seth

the wheelchair,

to be buried at a cemetery

broke down and started wailing

her. It’s just you

filled

and many came to pay their

Sophia. Robert

Melora. The Millers’ intention was clear;

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