Crystal's One Night of Love

Jamie went to the law firm at ten in the morning.

Henry’s assistant led her into the office with a faint smile. “Welcome back, Jamie!”

Jamie felt uneasy.

She closed the door, then turned to fix her gaze on Henry, who was seated behind the desk.

Henry did not lift his head. He continued reading his documents and asked placidly, “Did Crystal ask you to come?”

Jamie confirmed it with a nod. “Yes. Miss Winters says that I’m skilled in this area and that I’d be of help to you, Mr. Miller.”

Henry let out a soft chuckle..

He closed the file and engaged in a casual conversation with Jamie. Finally, he asked in a nonchalant voice, “By the way, is Mr. Hearnshaw of Seeas Corporation, Ryan Hearnshaw?”

Jamie was slightly taken aback. “Yes, it’s him.”

“Is he married?”

Jamie was confused, but she still answered honestly, “Mr. Hearnshaw is thirty-five this year. He’s a good man, but he has yet to marry, and I heard he doesn’t have a girlfriend.”

Unmarried and single…

Henry pursed his lips. “All right, I got it. You may leave.””

Just as Jamie was about to exit with the documents, Henry abruptly asked. “What time is Crystal’s prenatal checkup, and which hospital is it at? Send me the details.”

Jamie could not help but smile. “Of course! I’ll send it to you in a while.”

When Henry arrived at the hospital, it was almost eleven in the morning.

By then, Crystal was already done with her prenatal checkup and was sitting on the chair alone, quietly studying the sonogram.

Henry ambled over to her,

She was alone, and there was no Ryan Hearnshaw in sight.

She figured out that it was a scheme of hers.

Nevertheless, he was not frustrated. He sat down beside her, craned his neck, and said, “Show me.”

Crystal passed him the sonogram.

“He’s almost five months now. You’ve already given him a name, Remi Miller.”

Henry glanced at the sonogram. “A boy?”

Crystal nodded, her gaze landing on his handsome features. At that very moment, she desperately wished that he would suddenly regain his memories and say to her, “I’m sorry I’m late, Crystal.”

But he did not.

Henry, who had lost his memories, could only pretend to be a woman’s husband.

He was only there because he was afraid that she would cheat on him.

Sure enough, after looking at the sonogram, he sent her downstairs, not even bothering to invite her to lunch.

They went their separate ways.

For the following days, Henry lived as though he was single.

He was always at social events, and he rarely went home.

The private investigator would send Crystal photos of Henry attending cocktail parties one after another, with countless socialites around him.

A month later, in the CEO’s office of Seeas Corporation, Crystal was standing silently by the floor-to- ceiling window. There were a few photos scattered on her desk.

Ryan was greeted by that sight when he entered the room..

He pretended not to see anything and said gently, “Miss Winters, how about I attend Mr. Jacklin’s private banquet alone? You should head home early and get some rest.”

Crystal shook her head. “How can I do that to Mr. Jacklin? He helped us out so much.”

Ryan stopped insisting otherwise and exited the room.

At half past nine at night, in Barnwood’s most upscale business club, Crystal was about to leave after

Ryan would be going for a second round of drinking after sending her home. While they walked to the car, they talked about work.

Suddenly, Crystal froze.

Near the elevator, one of the room doors was opened, and she could see everything that went on inside.

There were around five to six men, and she knew half of them. Of course, that included her husband. What caught her attention was how all the men, including Henry, had young women by their sides.

Although he was not embracing anyone, there was a young woman leaning against him, and he did not. push her away.

Crystal stood there quietly and observed him.

Seemingly sensing her gaze, Henry lifted his head and their eyes met. There was an awkward tension in the air.

with both of them and the owner of a six-star hotel,

misunderstand Henry.

Crystal

were about six young women inside, and it would be embarrassing for Crystal to be in

take you home,”

wished to leave, but she couldn’t move her feet.

Henry mumbled, “Mrs. Miller is quite the intriguing one. She can’t control her husband, yet she wants to play the role of

he knew how hot Crystal’s

six-month pregnant belly, she walked over to the young woman in a graceful manner and flashed a faint smile. “You’re a student at the Northview University of Arts, aren’t you? At your tender age, instead of honing your skills, you’re here drinking with men… Believe it or not, one word from me and you won’t get any gigs

believing that Henry

remained aloof and didn’t intervene at all.

young woman’s

of victory, for she knew what kind of man Henry was in the past.

that wouldn’t

trying to make her upset.

Crystal’s shoulder, he spoke in a gentle tone

that, he clasped Crystal’s

tension, Oliver commented, “Well, would you look at

became embarrassed, but Crystal felt even

the ride in the sleek black car, she looked out the window and did not exchange a single

world was shrouded in darkness.

once shared, smothering the love until all that was left was a

have found out about the incident at the club and admonished

while casting a meaningful glance at

pulled

out of the vehicle, then swiftly opened the door for Crystal,

gaze slowly, her eyes

her straight to the master bedroom

to be gentle as he pressed her down on the bed. He deftly removed. her coat to reveal a red wool dress with a V-neck that accentuated her fair and alluring

senses, she began to resist. “What do you want, Henry?”

“I want you.”

one captured

photos grazed her delicate face, but the pain

he’s been staying outside on purpose… He resists the idea of this marriage.

you hired a private investigator to tail me and snap pictures of

his shirt so that she could see his sculpted

cried out

I’m curious to find out, and you should be curious too whether I’m better

as he quickly took control.

pain was

his advances. A

“You’re screaming under me like that and yet you say you don’t want

couldn’t say

her skin, each one causing her body to quiver uncontrollably.

you jerk! Let

do you know

a light pink color. She wrapped herself in a bathrobe, then made her way back to the master bedroom

stood by the window with a cigarette in his hand.

same attire although it was a bit

She felt embarrassed as he was fully clothed, having only removed his shirt and belt.

they had sex. There was hardly any emotion. involved; it was merely a release

looked at him for a while, then moved to the vanity to tend to her skin. No matter how many. things had happened

to

his cigarette, closed the window,

herself, rubbing lotions on her body, her bathrobe slightly

back. She did not look like a pregnant woman. Perhaps it was the result of their passionate moments. Her entire body

matter of fact, he had received a wonderful experience from his

was pregnant, so he reigned in his desires and only indulged himself twice..

was his first time and it was one that had left a satisfying impression. It was especially inviting when she cried for him to

figured the quality of their

all, men are often driven by their senses, and at times, physical intimacy may take priority over

of virtue. Having tasted her once, he found himself yearning for more. Nevertheless, he recognized that seducing a woman into having sex

from home, he knew she would not welcome him

his husky voice, “I

Crystal stiffened.

faint smile. “Yes. Are you

an issue to reshuffle personnel, he wanted to avoid giving the impression of being overtly invested in Crystal as his wife. “It’s best for me not to take him away from you when you’ve familiarized

applying

enveloped in silence.

later, Henry said, “I’ll be moving back tomorrow.”

tied her bathrobe, and turned to

his

word, he returned the following

him a suitcase containing two sets of

his return in the evening,

was evidently preoccupied.

in

love with my body. That’s why he came back. However, when a man comes home of his own accord, there is no reason for a woman to kick

the

them beamed and said, “Mr. Miller has returned. We used our own money to prepare a few extra dishes. We hope you don’t mind, Mrs. Miller!”

some of which looked distinctly opulent, boasting ingredients that didn’t come

gratitude to the housekeepers. Internally, she made a mental note to reimburse them. These