Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 280 Innate Need For Conquest 

Right then, Henry figured it out.

Crystal’s foremost priority was her children. He came after them.

The discovery made him ill at ease.

As he gazed down upon her delicate features, he seemed to see another version of himself, a version that held all memories of him.

He did not give in to her. But the next day, he found himself returning to the Miller residence.

They sky grew dimmer as the evening progressed.

Henry did not head indoors immediately. He leaned against his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow drags, smoke veiling his face.

The Miller residence echoed with children’s laughter and spirited play in the living room, infusing the surroundings with vibrant energy. Yet, this liveliness felt somewhat foreign to him.

After he finished smoking, he walked into the living room.

A young and unfamiliar handsome boy occupied a seat.

Toys were scattered around him, and he seemed somewhat awkward.

Before Henry could inquire about the boy, Crystal walked over with a tray of freshly baked cookies. She crouched down before the boy and said tenderly. “Christopher, these are fresh from the oven. Give them a try.”

The boy appeared somewhat bashful as he sampled a few cookies.

“Is it good?” Crystal ruffled his hair affectionately.

“It is!”

Skyler came up next to him. “Christopher, Mommy put lots of milk in them! Why don’t you come back tomorrow?”

A blush crept onto the young boy’s face as he nodded in agreement.

Henry’s brow furrowed with concern.

No matter how he looked at it, this boy named Christopher appeared like a young daughter-in-law raised by the Miller family.

He felt that a conversation with Crystal was imperative.

Later at night, when the children had finally gone to bed, Henry knocked on the door of the children’s room. “Convenient to talk? I want to discuss something about Skyler with you.”

Crystal was always open to discussing their children, so she looked down at Skyler who was nestled in her arms and murmured, “I’ll be in your room in a moment.”

A while later, she entered his room, which was dimly lit.

Henry, who had taken a shower, sported a casual white bathrobe that highlighted his strong build.

While Crystal sized him up, Henry did the same and snorted. “You’re all bundled up. Why, are you afraid I’ll do anything to you?”

Crystal ignored him. She settled on the couch across from him and asked gently, “What is it about Skyler you want to discuss?”

“Who’s Christopher to the Millers? Who is he to Skyler? And if my guess is right, he has Rh-negative. blood, doesn’t he?” Henry didn’t beat around the bush.

Crystal lowered her gaze. “You’ve got it right.”

Tension hung in the air.

Henry looked at Crystal.

her pale pink sweater dress, she projected a gentle

his parents’ attention, he said in a low yet stern voice, “That’s a living, breathing human being, not some

let out

me of

refused to bear the

a phone call to Edith. “Miss Sage, could you retrieve the first document from my safe

that, she hung up the phone.

brows knitted

Edith arrived, handed over the document, and departed swiftly.

“The answers you’re searching

reading the contents.

never imagined himself performing such an outlandish action until he read that

It was him.

who had pumped two hundred million into Christopher’s father’s company.

who had engaged

Christopher’s continuous presence by Skyler’s side throughout their

start, it was all him, or perhaps the other version of

his head to look

***

After a while, she murmured, “Henry, even if I don’t want to, I have to admit

Henry had single-handedly

to his core, and he had been prepared to make monumental sacrifices.

figure before her displayed, he was

but that she simply received nothing

the night,

lips curled ever

ways to plead his case, yet the words refused to cross

longing for the

was snowing outside.

the heater. The floor-to-ceiling window was

drew on the glass window absent-mindedly. Her voice was slightly raspy as she said, “Henry, you turned me into

not the Henry Miller

spirits were fundamentally incongruent.

intimacy, she felt empty inside.

was enough to make a man’s heart

wrapped his arms around her lithe form from behind. He leaned into her ear and whispered, “Is he truly remarkable? What is it about

feel this way,

another variant of himself. cavorting unabashedly in the embrace of their shared bed, her cheeks

kindled an acute sense

slightly. “You want to know?”

response, and he began kissing her from her cheek to her ear, down to her

turned around and reciprocated

long while, as she leaned against the crook of his warm neck, she

night grew deeper, Crystal went back.

a videotape with Henry, allowing him to watch it at his own pace.

bathrobe, leaning against the bedframe and operating the remote

next second, he was stunned by

and Crystal tending to him with care in his embrace. She was pregnant at the time, around four months

observing her long legs on the bedsheet.

threatened to pound

long hair and tenderly kissing her. “That’s enough, Crystal. That’s enough.”

them sharing a heartbreaking kiss.

of blue light illuminated the dimly

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