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.

brew some coffee for them

to each other. Julia then presented a photo to her. “Someone recommended this man. He’s around Melora’s age and works

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runs a small business. What are your thoughts on

the photo and observed the man

a gentleman, so she approved

looked worried. “Crys, please help me persuade 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 she can start

a tidal surge of emotion, especially guilt

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

If their differences were not too profound, they might have stayed together for the

consoled her for a long

in the afternoon, Melora arrived home with Berthold.

suspect that something was amiss. She beckoned the housekeeper and instructed her

asked in a low voice,

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 on a blind date, I’ll tell Mom and Dad about it. If they refuse to listen, we can

force Melora against her wishes.

to her past relationship. With Berthold in the picture, it was challenging for her to

the photo and lowered her gaze.

while later, she said firmly, “Crystal, I’ll go on the blind date!”

was taken aback to hear

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 pleasant.

rendered Crystal at a loss

word, she wrapped her arms around Melora.

head on Crystal’s shoulder, a sign 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

picked up Skyler and headed

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she was preparing the

applied ointment to her wound. Looking into her eyes, he inquired, “What did my mother say to

about to answer him when she noticed Skyler staring

swallowed her words and replied softly, “Let’s

Henry chuckled softly.

Skyler to bed, he

bathrobe, applying her skincare products at her dressing table. He approached her quietly and tenderly ran his hand across her shoulder as he spoke

from

end, she leaned on his

said in a deep voice, “Crystal, you want her to be with Uncle Alfred,

flung her arms around

for her to marry out of love, not out of necessity. Do you realize the challenges she faces