Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 272 Long Awaited Reunion.

Crystal watched the clip again and again, and Skyler was equally still.

It’s Daddy! Daddy looks so handsome when he smiles!

Nestling in Crystal’s embrace, Skyler murmured, “Mommy, is Daddy coming back?”

“Mhm.” Crystal quietly hummed. Patting the top of the girl’s head, she said in a soothing tone, “But Daddy’s unwell, so let’s give him some time, shall we?”

Skyler understood more than her tender years might suggest.

Though Crystal hadn’t explicitly said it, Skyler had noticed the changes after her father was hospitalized. back then. His presence became less frequent, and his grasp of the present slipped occasionally when he was reading bedtime stories to her.

So he was sick!

Bounding back to her room, Skyler then returned clutching a box.

With eager hands, she unveiled a plastic toy stethoscope, her chestnut curls bouncing with excitement.

Her voice was earnest as she said, “I’m going to make Daddy better!”

Crystal’s arms encircled her daughter as she pressed a kiss to the girl’s forehead, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

Skyler was the most beautiful gift Henry had left behind for her.

Autumn settled deep into its rhythm.

The air bore the crisp essence of autumn, and sycamore leaves fluttered to the ground like confetti. Amidst the changing foliage, the maples blazed in fiery red, casting an ethereal glow like dancing flames against the sky.

At the airport, a hum of anticipation coursed through the crowd.

Reporters gathered, poised with cameras and microphones, ready to capture the long-awaited return of the legal world’s enigmatic demon king.

Amidst the crowd was Crystal, who had come without Skyler but with the Miller family’s driver, Joel

Time seemed to stretch. Crystal’s palms grew clammy as they rested together.

What will it be like reuniting with you, Henry? Do you still remember me at all?

Then came a sudden surge of excitement sweeping through the crowd like a wave, and reporters jostled in a single direction.

Flashes erupted from cameras as reporters fought to capture the best shot of the scene.

Henry had appeared.

Henry emerged from the security checkpoint, encircled by his retinue of bodyguards. The camera lenses fixed on him could not shake his poised demeanor. With practiced case, he fielded questions with nonchalant replies, his departure marked by an air of dignified composure.

The bodyguards held the press at bay, creating a path for his exit.

Meanwhile, Crystal stood by the exit, her heart racing as she watched the figure pass by her. An unexpected chill overtook her, as though a gust of icy wind had swept away her strength, leaving her vulnerable and exposed.

The realization struck her like a blow-Henry didn’t remember her.

Right as the thought formed in her mind, Henry halted in his tracks and fixed his gaze on her face.

There was no recognition in his gaze, but Crystal could not contain herself as she called out, “Henry!”

With a purse of his lips, Henry spared her a curt response. “We’ll talk in the car.”

Crystal froze.

his tone merry as he said, “Mr.

Crystal made her

in the black sedan, the window of the backseat rolled down. He had taken off his jacket, revealing the impeccably tailored white shirt accentuating the

against his elbow belied the

a file-records of his

their shared history, the marriage they had built, their child named

the man

of his

been someone who rejected the notion of

car,

before his return to the country had driven him to conduct some research. However, the absence of warmth in his gaze toward her cast a shadow of doubt on her

and fair complexion. Despite

drawn to her

be

eyes, he instructed

no room for protest. Crystal suppressed her yearning, enduring the heartache as she sat in silence beside

them was palpable, an intangible connection

turned to the window, her

halt outside the condominium. The driver unloaded

up his luggage, his gaze briefly touching Crystal before he led

she reminded herself that this was their new normal, for his love for

and when Crystal took in the interior, she could not halt the emotions that crashed over her. Her voice quivering,

had been returned to its previous theme of black and white-elegant yet impersonal, akin to a showroom

with a sense of purpose, then changed his shoes and gestured for Crystal to take a

water for her and a glass of red wine for himself. After that, he leaned

that he was pondering how he should deal

glass down with a contemplative look in his eyes. “These past five years… Though I’ve made my own investigation, I’d

met his intense

and loving way he

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

in his eyes, he brushed his fingers gently across her delicate

not resist

expression remained serene as she recounted the events of the

chuckled and said, “Quite the tale, Miss Winters…. You could give celebrities a run

Her surprise was evident.

gentle exploration of her face, his voice taking on a husky

could fully react, he

position may have lacked dignity, but as her eyes met

herself from reaching out to trace the contours of his handsome face, from his brows to his nose. Her voice trembled slightly as she admitted, “Yes, I

letting her touch

to reveal her swollen belly, fair

playful glint dancing in his eyes as he teased

not done it for a long

man she had loved so deeply stood before

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

voice, husky and teasing, danced near her ear. “I’ve heard

embarrassment and irritation. She wasn’t afraid of him becoming distant, but he was

he released her, casually adjusting his shirt as he spoke in an almost nonchalant manner: “Miss Winters, what are you after? A husband or simply someone to satisfy your

vein by Crystal’s brow vaguely

hand, she lifted her dress and softly asked, “Do you want to

at the faint patch

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