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 wants to talk to

assistance, Crystal made her way to

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

which he lounged against

of his missing

shared history, the marriage they had built, their

alien to the man who had lost five years

now, and the idea of his passionate love for a woman he barely recognized was beyond his

had been someone who rejected the notion of

the car, a

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

her delicate features and fair complexion. Despite her pregnancy, her

inexplicably drawn to

should be my

eyes, he instructed the driver, “To the

protest. Crystal suppressed her yearning, enduring the heartache

intangible connection lingered-a residual warmth that had

to the window, her eyes

to a halt outside the condominium. The driver

he led the way to the elevator.

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

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

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

sense of purpose, then changed his shoes

glass of red wine for himself.

how he should deal

Henry set the glass down with a contemplative look in his eyes. “These past five years…

met his

the tender 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

not resist

as she recounted the events of the past

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

Her surprise was evident.

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

react, he pressed her down onto

her eyes met his, an undeniable

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

grabbed her hand, not letting her

was pulled aside to reveal her

traced the curve of her belly, a playful glint dancing in his eyes as he teased her with his

not done it for a

she had loved so deeply stood before her, making it impossible

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

of him becoming distant, but

manner: “Miss Winters, what are you after? A

Crystal’s

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

stared at the faint patch of

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