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

her way to the parking

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

casual grace with which he lounged against his

a file-records of his missing five

lay their shared history, the marriage they had

the man

stranger to him now, and the idea of his

been someone who rejected the

the car, a

to the country had driven him

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

inexplicably drawn to her

be

his eyes, he instructed the driver, “To the

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

them was palpable, an intangible connection

window, her eyes

halt outside the condominium.

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

new normal, for his love for her was gone, along with those five

the condominium, and when Crystal took in the interior, she could not halt the emotions that crashed over her.

had been returned to its previous theme of black

sense of purpose, then changed his

poured a glass of water for her and a glass of red wine for himself. After that, he

should deal with her-with the

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

his intense

was different from the tender and loving

Yet, her cheeks flushed.

Henry caught her reaction.

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

could not

she recounted

the tale, Miss Winters…. You could give

Her surprise was evident.

her face, his voice taking on a husky note.

he pressed her down

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

contours of his handsome face, from his brows to his nose. Her voice trembled slightly

hand, not letting her touch continue

to reveal her swollen belly, fair and

glint dancing in his

had not done it for a

stood before her, making it impossible to feign

Her body quivered slightly.

“Do you want it?”

heard that women your age tend to

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

next moment, he released her, casually adjusting his shirt as he spoke in an almost nonchalant manner: “Miss Winters, what are you after? A husband or simply

vein by Crystal’s

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

stared at the faint patch

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