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.

tone merry as he said, “Mr. Miller wants to

her way to

in the black sedan, the window of the backseat rolled down. He had taken off his jacket, revealing the

he lounged against

file-records of

lay their shared history, the marriage they had

details, while accessible to outsiders, felt alien to the man who had lost five years of

the idea of his passionate love for a woman

had been someone who rejected the notion of

the car, a

to the 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 of warmth in his gaze toward her cast a

taking in her delicate features and

inexplicably drawn to her growing

be

instructed the driver,

no room for protest. Crystal suppressed her yearning, enduring the heartache

them was palpable, an intangible connection lingered-a residual

window, her

to a halt outside the condominium. The driver unloaded

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

for his love for her was gone, along with those five years of

when Crystal took in the interior, she could not halt the emotions that crashed over

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

sense of purpose, then changed his shoes and gestured

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

pondering how he should deal with her-with the

neared the halfway mark of his 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

met his intense

was different from the tender and loving way he

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

glint in

not resist

remained serene as she recounted the events of the

Miss Winters…. You could give celebrities

Her surprise was evident.

gentle exploration of her face, his voice taking

react, he pressed

position may have lacked dignity, but as her eyes met his, an undeniable desire

not stop herself from reaching out to trace the contours of his handsome face, from his brows to

not letting her

aside to reveal her swollen belly, fair and

a playful glint dancing in his eyes as he teased her with

it for a long

deeply stood before her,

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

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

becoming distant, but he was proving himself

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 desires? Think it over carefully. Only

vein by Crystal’s brow

dress and softly asked, “Do

at the faint

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