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

assistance, Crystal made her way to the parking

rolled down. He had taken off his jacket, revealing the impeccably

lounged against

of his missing five

had built, their

accessible to outsiders, felt alien to the man who had

nothing but a stranger to him now, and the idea of his

he had been someone who rejected the

slid into the car,

that his interest in those five years. before his return to the country had driven him to conduct some research. However, the

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

inexplicably drawn

be my

his eyes, he instructed the driver,

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

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

window, her eyes reddening with

to a halt outside the condominium. The driver unloaded the luggage and

his luggage, his gaze briefly touching Crystal before he led the

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

she could not halt

been returned to its previous theme of

his luggage down with a sense of purpose, then changed his shoes and gestured for Crystal to take a

red wine for himself.

he was pondering how he should deal with

he neared the halfway mark of his wine, Henry set the glass down with a contemplative look in his eyes. “These

his intense

tender and loving way he used to look at

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

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

not

she recounted the events of the

the tale, Miss Winters…. You

Her surprise was evident.

exploration of her face, his voice taking on a

fully react, he pressed her down

have lacked dignity, but as her eyes met his, an

his handsome face, from his brows to his nose. Her

not letting her

aside to reveal

curve of her belly, a playful glint dancing in his eyes

done it

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

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

danced near her ear. “I’ve heard that women

a mix of embarrassment and irritation. She wasn’t afraid of him becoming distant, but he was proving himself not just

what are you after? A husband or simply someone to satisfy your desires? Think it over carefully. Only then can we

vein by Crystal’s

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

the faint patch of

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