Crystal's One Night of Love

After a few days, Henry developed a fever as he might’ve indulged himself too much.

Crystal felt both embarrassed and furious. She firmly barred him from getting any closer and insisted he stay home for rest.

But Henry, despite being sick, couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He repeatedly reached out to touch. Crystal, leaving her both exasperated and helpless. Crystal hesitated to take him to the hospital and instead opted to have the family doctor attend to him.

On Monday, Julia called her, inviting her over for tea.

Crystal heaved a sigh of relief.

Pushing open the study door, she found Henry engrossed in reading some documents while seated on the couch.

He was dressed in a white sweater and grey casual pants, giving off a relaxed and cozy aura.

Crystal went over and felt his forehead.

Fortunately, it wasn’t burning anymore.

Henry took her hand and flashed a smile as he observed her outfit. “Are you heading out?”

Crystal hummed in acknowledgment. “Mom wants me to visit her.”

Henry shifted his attention back to the documents, emitting a soft harrumph. “Are you planning to desert the patient at home, Mrs. Miller? Abandoning me after having your fill, I see.”

Crystal said gently, “I’ll do my best to come back early this afternoon!”

He said nothing.

Seeing that, Crystal gave him a kiss. “Will this do?”

Henry stared at her for a long time before slowly replying, “Fine. I want to eat chicken oatmeal tonight, though.”

Crystal agreed readily.

She arrived at the Miller residence by car and entered to find Julia alone. There was no one else in sight. Curious, she inquired, “Where’s Melora?”

Julia replied cheerfully, “She went out to have fun with Berthold!”

Guiding Crystal to the second floor, she led the younger woman into the bedroom’s living area.

Crystal understood that Julia wanted to have a private conversation without the risk of being overheard by the housekeeper. This was why Julia had chosen this secluded space.

offered to brew some coffee for them both.

coffee was brewed, she set the cups on the table as they both sat next to each other. Julia then presented a photo to her. “Someone recommended

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a small business. What are your thoughts

the photo and observed the

a

Melora! Although she agreed to the blind date, I can tell she’s very reluctant. She can’t stay single forever. Though her father may not say anything, deep down. he really hopes

surge of emotion, especially guilt toward

in her emotions, Julia placed a comforting hand on hers. “Her relationship with your Uncle Alfred is complicated. They

were not too profound, they might

her for

in the afternoon, Melora arrived

long time. Eventually, Melora began to suspect that something was amiss. She

were alone, she asked in a low voice, “Crystal, did

a soft sigh and lightly tapped on the photo. Melora looked at the photo, taken aback. Pitching her voice low, Crystal murmured, “If you don’t want to go

couldn’t bring herself to force Melora against her

Melora was still holding on to her past relationship. With Berthold in the picture, it was challenging for her to open up

photo and lowered her

she said firmly, “Crystal, I’ll go on the

was taken aback to

Melora offered a faint smile. “We should focus on moving forward, shouldn’t we? I’m open to going on a blind date. And this man does seem

rendered Crystal at a

word, she wrapped her arms around

of the closeness between them that allowed her to reveal emotions she hid from others. Her voice quivered as she confessed, “Crystal, I truly love him. I love him even more than I loved Robert. But he has so

Crystal picked up Skyler and headed home, seemingly unsettled.

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herself when she was

to her wound. Looking into her eyes, he inquired, “What did my mother say to upset you? Is

noticed Skyler staring at

replied softly, “Let’s talk about

Henry chuckled softly.

to bed, he returned to the

products at her dressing table. He approached her quietly and tenderly ran his hand across

from kissing her affectionately.

it came to an end, she leaned on his shoulder and

in a deep voice, “Crystal, you want her to be with Uncle Alfred, right?”

flung her arms around his

of necessity. Do you realize the challenges she faces in finding