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.

he said, “Mr. Miller

made her way to the

down. He had

with which he lounged against his

of his

they had built, their child named

to the man who had

stranger to him now, and the idea of his passionate love for a woman he barely recognized

he had been someone who rejected the

car, a

the country had driven him to conduct some research. However, the absence of warmth in his gaze

lingered on Crystal, taking in her delicate features and fair complexion. Despite her

drawn to her

should be

eyes, he instructed the driver, “To

were unwavering and left no room for protest. Crystal suppressed her yearning,

was palpable, an intangible connection lingered-a residual warmth that had not entirely

the window, her eyes reddening

came to a halt outside

touching Crystal before he led the way to the elevator. Throughout it all, he remained

ached, but she reminded herself that this was their new normal, for his love for her was gone, along with those

walked into the condominium, and when Crystal took in the interior, she could

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

sense of purpose, then changed his shoes and

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

he was pondering how he should deal with her-with the

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

his intense

loving

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

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

could not

she recounted the events of

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

Her surprise was evident.

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

she could fully react, he pressed

but as her

stop herself from reaching out to trace the contours of his handsome face,

letting her

dress was pulled aside to reveal her swollen

glint dancing in his eyes as he

not done it for a long

deeply stood before her, making it impossible

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

“I’ve heard that women your age tend to have

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

“Miss Winters, what are you after? A husband or simply someone to satisfy your desires? Think it over carefully. Only then can we proceed to the

by Crystal’s brow

and softly

stared at the faint patch of

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