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.

as he said, “Mr. Miller wants

her way to the parking

the backseat rolled down. He had taken off his jacket, revealing the impeccably tailored white shirt accentuating the contours of his

grace with which he lounged against his elbow belied the gravity of the

file-records of his

shared history, the marriage they had built, their child named Skyler, their numerous separations,

outsiders, felt alien to the man who had

stranger to him now, and the idea of

ago, he had been someone who rejected the notion

slid into the car, a

documents resting on his lap. She surmised that his interest in those five years. before his return to the country had driven him to conduct some research. However, the absence

on Crystal, taking in her delicate features and fair

himself inexplicably drawn to

be

eyes, he instructed

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

the physical distance between them was palpable, an intangible connection lingered-a residual warmth

to the window, her eyes reddening with unshed

the car came to a halt outside the condominium. The driver unloaded

his gaze briefly touching Crystal before he led the way

their new normal, for his love for her was gone, along

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

its previous theme of black and white-elegant yet impersonal, akin

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

of her pregnancy, he poured a glass of water for her and a glass of red wine for

should deal with her-with the uninvited presence

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

met his intense

and loving way he used to look at

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

seat beside her. With a playful glint in his eyes, he brushed his fingers gently across her delicate features.

not

recounted the events of

tale, Miss Winters…. You could

Her surprise was evident.

gentle exploration of her face, his voice taking on a husky note. “Say, do you

could fully react, he pressed her down onto the

as her eyes met his, an undeniable desire surged

to trace the contours of his handsome face, from his brows to

grabbed her hand, not letting

to reveal her swollen belly,

the curve of her belly, a playful glint dancing

not done it

she had loved so deeply stood before her, making

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

teasing, danced near her ear. “I’ve heard that women your age tend to have quite an

becoming distant, but he was proving himself

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

by Crystal’s

trembling hand, she lifted her dress and softly asked, “Do you want to get a divorce from

stared at the

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