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.

Joel nudged her, his tone merry as he said, “Mr. Miller

made her way to

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

lounged against his elbow

knee rested a file-records of his missing five years

had built, their child named Skyler,

alien to the man who had lost

the idea of his passionate love for a woman he barely recognized

had been someone who rejected the notion of

into the car, a silent presence beside

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 shadow of doubt on her

her delicate features and fair complexion. Despite

himself inexplicably drawn to her growing

be

instructed the driver, “To the

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

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

the window, her eyes reddening with unshed

to a halt outside the

he led the

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

interior, she could not halt the emotions that crashed

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

of purpose, then changed

glass of red wine

he should deal with her-with

he 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

his

from the tender and loving way he used to

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

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

could not resist

she recounted

tale, Miss Winters…. You

Her surprise was evident.

her face, his voice taking on a husky

fully react, he pressed her

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

contours of his handsome face, from his brows to his

hand, not letting her touch continue to

was pulled aside to reveal

traced the curve of her belly, a playful glint dancing in his

not done it for

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

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

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

afraid of him becoming distant, but he was proving himself

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

Crystal’s brow

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

the faint

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