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.

acquainted with both of them and the

up. “Crystal, what a coincidence! Don’t misunderstand Henry. We were merely discussing business. You of all

invited Crystal to

women inside, and it would be

take you home,”

to leave, but she couldn’t

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

panic, for he knew how hot Crystal’s temper

at the Northview University of Arts, aren’t you?

girl dismissed her threat, believing that Henry would safeguard her

but Henry remained aloof and didn’t intervene

woman’s smile

joy of victory, for she knew what

like that wouldn’t even catch his eye.

trying to make her upset.

on Crystal’s shoulder, he spoke in a gentle tone that brooked no refusal. “I’ll

clasped Crystal’s hand.

“Well, would you look at that! Mr. and Mrs. Miller are

but Crystal

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

was shrouded in

in like a monster that engulfed the relationship they once shared, smothering the love until all that

from David right then. David sounded upset. He seemed to have found out about the incident at the club and

casting a meaningful

later, the car pulled

the door

gaze slowly, her eyes moist

straight to the master bedroom on the second

her down on the bed. He deftly

came back to her senses, she began to resist.

“I want you.”

of photos right next to her face. Each one captured him in different settings,

her delicate face, but the pain was the last thing on

outside on purpose… He

you hired a private investigator to tail me and snap pictures of me? I’m giving you what you want now, but why are you not happy?

that she could see

cried out in

feels different to have sex with a pregnant woman. I’m curious to find out, and you should be curious too whether I’m

explicit as he

was

the bedsheets as she endured wave after wave of his advances. A faint vein appeared on her forehead,

said in a hoarse voice, “You’re screaming under me like that and yet you say you don’t want it?”

say anything.

each one causing her body to quiver uncontrollably. She couldn’t

you jerk! Let me go!”

do you know I miss you?

was glowing with a light pink color. She wrapped herself in a bathrobe, then made her way back to

with a cigarette in his hand. There

in the same attire although

of what had transpired. She felt embarrassed as he was fully clothed, having only removed

experience this time felt less intense than the first time they had sex. There was hardly any emotion. involved; it was merely a

moved to the vanity to tend to her skin. No matter how many. things had happened over the years, she had never forgotten her skincare routine, so her

Crystal to sneeze when the wind

out his cigarette, closed the window, and fixed

care of herself, rubbing lotions on her

like a pregnant woman. Perhaps it was the result of their passionate moments. Her entire body was

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

reigned in his desires and only indulged himself

that had left a satisfying impression. It was especially inviting when she cried for him to stop as it only ignited his desire to explore her body further.

of their marriage would

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

of virtue. Having tasted her once, he found himself yearning for more. Nevertheless, he recognized that seducing

continued to stay away from home, he knew she would

the wall, he said in his husky voice, “I remember Ryan Hearnshaw is

Crystal stiffened.

a beat, she mustered a faint smile. “Yes. Are you

the impression of being overtly invested in Crystal as his wife. “It’s best for me not to take him away from you when

applying lotion.

was enveloped

“I’ll be moving back tomorrow.”

jars, tied her bathrobe, and turned

his statement

word, he returned the

suitcase containing two sets of everyday attire.

evening, he

evidently preoccupied.

took in its

time and fell 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

suits in the

Miller has returned. We used our own money

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

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