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.

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

Crystal made her

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

lounged against his elbow belied the

file-records of his missing five years of

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

outsiders, felt alien to the man who had lost

but a stranger to him now, and the idea of his passionate love

he had been someone who rejected the notion of

the car,

She surmised that his interest in those five years. before his return to the country

features and fair complexion. Despite her pregnancy, her figure retained its

inexplicably drawn

should be my

instructed the driver,

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

intangible connection lingered-a residual warmth

window, her eyes reddening with

outside the condominium. The driver

his luggage, his gaze briefly touching Crystal before he led the way to the elevator. Throughout

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

the interior, she could not halt the emotions that crashed over

theme of black and white-elegant yet impersonal, akin

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

water for her and a glass of red wine for himself. After that, he leaned casually against the bar counter while taking delicate

he should deal with her-with the

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

his

was different from the tender and loving way he used to

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

in his eyes, he brushed his fingers gently across her delicate features. “So,

could not resist

remained serene as she recounted the events of the past

finished, 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.

continued its gentle exploration of her face, his voice taking on

fully react, he pressed her down onto the

as her eyes met his, an undeniable desire

reaching out to trace the contours of his handsome face, from his brows to his nose. Her

hand, not letting her touch continue to

her dress was pulled aside to

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

not done it for

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

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

“I’ve heard that women

him becoming distant, but

as he spoke in an almost nonchalant manner: “Miss Winters, what are you after? A husband

by Crystal’s brow

trembling hand, she lifted her dress and softly

at the faint patch of

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