Crystal's One Night of Love

Two days later, Skyler was discharged from the hospital.

David hosted a family banquet and invited Alfred since the latter was on a business trip in Barnwood. Unexpectedly, the man turned up.

He even brought a lot of toys for Berthold.

Unfortunately, Berthold was not close to him. The little boy clung to Melora with shyness written all over his face.

Disappointment swamped Alfred.

He bore his eyes into Melora with a dark look in them, “Speak of me more often. Berthold thinks I’m a stranger.

At the side, Julia smiled faintly. “Just interact with him more. Berthold is incredibly obedient!”

David was indescribably magnanimous. He called Alfred over for a drink. Henry was there as well.

Alfred was no fool.

David was an old-timer who was beyond adaptable. Alfred had a son with Melora, yet he could remain pleasant with him. It was definitely not for Crystal’s sake but for the resources in Coldbridge.

After all, it would merely require his signature or a word from him.

Intending to make amends, Alfred naturally agreed without hesitation. He ended up plied with liquor by the duo in turns. It had been more than ten years since he had last gotten drunk.

Indeed, no one had the audacity to offer him alcohol.

Whenever he socialized, it had always been his secretary and assistant who helped to drink on his behalf.” He never had to do so himself.

When he left, Crystal saw him to his car.

She watched as he drove off into the distance before returning to her car where Henry was waiting.

The man stood beside the car, puffing away quietly with his head tilted back, looking elegant and handsome.

Walking over to him, Crystal remarked in amusement, “You and Dad made a great team! Uncle Alfred drank almost a pound of liquor!”

Henry eyed her and chuckled. “You feel bad for him?” Pinching her cheek, he added, “That isn’t allowed! Even if he’s your uncle, I forbid it!”

Crystal knew that he had always been jealous in nature. He would be envious as long as the other person was a man. As such, she did not bother taking offense to him. Swinging open the car door, she ushered him into the vehicle. “Le’s go home! Skyler will be spending the night here. We’ll come and pick her tomorrow night.”

Henry wrapped an arm around her slender waist and murmured, “It’s a deliberate arrangement on Mom and Dad’s part to give us time alone. Shall we make a baby tonight, Crystal?”

Words cluded Crystal.

is still in the car,

drunk, Henry!” she

her into the car, but he did not behave after getting into the vehicle. He gently traced his sizeable palm along her leg. Then, he cradled her ankle and

heart skipped

all that existed were the sounds of their breathing and the pure masculine smell emanating from

he leaned against her shoulder and asked softly, “Were you

which would cause the car to barrel ahead. Even after so many days had passed, fear

question, a wealth of warmth

and kissed him on the bridge of his

placed her leg down, then lay on her lap and hugged her around the waist.

of him. He appeared a touch fragile. She could not help

feelings were on the same page.

grew unprecedently bold. While the driver was still in

explored

The driver was in front, so everything was done stealthily. It

turned on. With his lips

like it,

“I love it!”

steadily, but a shade of red spread to the tips

an hour later, the car slowly drove into

sat up and ordered solemnly, “Drive the car

Mr. Miller,” the

slowly drove into the underground parking. As soon as it came to a

the dark interior of the car, the couple

tilted her head back, her graceful neck drawing a beautiful curve. Henry could not help leaning over

their clothes were all

Crystal bit her lower lip lightly.

to kiss her, his voice growing indistinct. “I

up in the morning, Henry

pillow beside her had a slight dent,

body relaxed.

her. With her daughter away, she could savor the moment while plastering her face against

her face. She had never

Henry had pinned her down and teased her relentlessly. “You’re at such an age now, Crystal. How did you survive the past three

talking dirty while in bed.