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.

he said, “Mr. Miller wants

Crystal made her way to

in the black sedan, the window of the backseat rolled down. He

lounged against his elbow belied the gravity of

his knee rested a file-records of his missing five years

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

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

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

had been someone who

car,

his return to the country had driven him to conduct some research. However, the absence of warmth

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

drawn

should be my

his eyes, he instructed the driver,

suppressed her yearning, enduring

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

to the window, her eyes reddening with

came to a halt outside the condominium. The driver unloaded

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

normal, for his love for

could not halt the emotions that crashed over her. Her voice quivering, she asked, “You

been returned to its previous theme of

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

red wine for himself. After that, he leaned casually against the bar counter while

he was pondering how he should deal

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

met his

from the tender and loving way he used to

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

playful glint in

not resist

as she recounted the events

said, “Quite the tale, Miss Winters…. You could give celebrities a run

Her surprise was evident.

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

she could fully react, he pressed

but as her

reaching out to trace the contours of his handsome face,

her hand, not letting

was pulled aside to reveal her swollen belly, fair and

a playful glint dancing in

had not done it

stood before

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

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

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

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

by Crystal’s brow

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

at the faint patch

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