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.

his tone merry as he said,

assistance, Crystal made her way

down. He had taken off his jacket, revealing the impeccably tailored white shirt

which he lounged against his

rested a file-records of his missing five years

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

while accessible to outsiders, felt alien to the man

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

ago, he had been someone who rejected the notion of

into the car, a silent

in those five years. before his return to the country had driven him to

and fair complexion.

drawn to

be

he instructed the driver, “To the

and left no room for protest. Crystal suppressed her

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

window, her

halt outside the condominium.

Crystal before he led

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

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

interior had been returned to its previous theme of black

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

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

should deal with her-with the uninvited presence in his

glass down with a contemplative look in his eyes. “These past five years… Though I’ve made my

met his

tender and loving way he used to look at

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

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

not

serene as she recounted

said, “Quite the tale, Miss Winters…. You

Her surprise was evident.

its gentle exploration of her face, his voice taking on

react, he pressed her

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

handsome face, from his brows to his nose. Her voice trembled slightly as she admitted, “Yes, I

her hand, not letting her touch continue to

her dress was pulled aside to reveal her swollen belly,

playful glint dancing in his

done it for a long

so deeply stood before her, making

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

voice, husky and teasing, danced near her ear. “I’ve heard that women your

She wasn’t afraid of him becoming distant,

Winters, what are you after? A husband or simply someone to satisfy

by Crystal’s brow vaguely

softly asked, “Do you want to get a divorce

at the

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