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.

nudged her, his tone merry as he said, “Mr. Miller wants

her

the window of the backseat rolled down. He had

he lounged against his elbow belied the gravity of the

rested a file-records of his missing five years of

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

accessible to outsiders, felt alien to the man who had lost five

stranger to him now, and the idea of his passionate love for

ago, he had been someone

the car, a silent presence beside

the country had driven him to conduct some research.

gaze lingered on Crystal, taking in her delicate features and

himself inexplicably drawn to

be

instructed the driver, “To

protest. Crystal suppressed her yearning, enduring the heartache as she sat in

physical distance between them was palpable, an intangible

turned to the window,

later, the car came to a halt outside

before he led the

reminded herself that this was their new normal, for his love for her was gone, along

could not halt the emotions that

been returned to its previous theme of black and

placed his luggage down with a sense of purpose, then changed his shoes and

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

should deal with

down with a contemplative look in his eyes.

met his

different from the tender and loving way he used to

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

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

not resist

serene as she recounted the events of the past five

Henry chuckled and said, “Quite the tale, Miss Winters…. You could

Her surprise was evident.

her face, his voice taking on a husky note. “Say, do

could fully react, he pressed her down

as her eyes met his, an

trace the contours of his handsome face, from his brows

letting her touch continue

to

playful glint dancing in his eyes as

done it for

loved so deeply stood before her, making it impossible to

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

near her ear. “I’ve heard that women your age

She wasn’t afraid of him becoming distant, but he was proving himself not just distant

spoke in an almost nonchalant manner: “Miss Winters, what are you after? A husband or simply someone to

by Crystal’s brow vaguely

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

the faint patch

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