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.

as he said, “Mr.

her way

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

casual grace with which he lounged against his elbow belied the gravity of

a file-records of his missing five years of

had built, their child named Skyler, their

details, while accessible to outsiders, felt alien to the man who had lost five years

the idea of his passionate

had been someone who rejected

into the car, a silent presence

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

taking in her delicate features and fair complexion. Despite her pregnancy, her figure

found himself inexplicably drawn

should be

he instructed the driver, “To

for protest. Crystal suppressed her yearning, enduring the heartache as she sat

an intangible connection lingered-a

turned to the window, her eyes reddening with unshed

car came to a halt outside the condominium. The driver

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

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

they walked into the condominium, and when Crystal took in the interior, she could not halt the emotions that

previous theme of black and

luggage down with a sense of purpose, then changed

glass of red wine for himself. After that, he leaned casually

that he was pondering how he should deal with her-with the uninvited

his wine, Henry set the glass down with a contemplative look in his eyes. “These past

met his intense

was different from the tender and loving way he used

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

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

could not resist

remained serene as she recounted the events of

Winters…. You could give celebrities a

Her surprise was evident.

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

she could fully react, he

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

could not stop herself from reaching out to trace the contours of his handsome face, from his brows to his nose. Her voice trembled slightly as she admitted, “Yes, I

grabbed her hand, not letting her

her dress was pulled aside to reveal her swollen belly, fair

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

done it

had loved so deeply stood before her,

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

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

him becoming distant, but he was proving himself not just distant

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

vein by Crystal’s brow vaguely

lifted her dress and softly asked,

at the faint patch

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