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.

a gentle demeanor,

a living, breathing human being, not some item you can

let out

of being immoral.

the brunt of this

the late hour, she placed a phone call to Edith. “Miss Sage, could you retrieve the first document from my safe at

that, she hung up the

brows knitted in puzzlement.

arrived, handed over the document, and departed

Henry. “The answers you’re searching for are within

reading the contents.

legal expert, he had never imagined himself performing

It was him.

one who had pumped two hundred million

the one who had engaged in golf rounds with Christopher’s

was the one who had decided to have Christopher’s continuous presence

all him, or perhaps

raised his head to look at Crystal.

***

if I don’t want to,

three years, Henry had

had cherished Skyler to his core, and he

composure the figure before her displayed, he was not the identical

not that Crystal wanted to give up on him, but that she simply received nothing besides sorrow from the entire

of the night, loneliness radiating off her back.

ever so

ways to plead his case, yet the words refused to cross his lips, for Crystal seemed to be in

longing for

was snowing

heater. The floor-to-ceiling window was covered in

glass window absent-mindedly. Her voice was slightly raspy as she said, “Henry, you turned me into someone like you, but you left me

her was not the Henry Miller

spirits were fundamentally incongruent.

shared intimacy, she felt

was enough to make

unhurriedly, then wrapped his arms around her lithe form from behind. He leaned into her ear and

should not feel this way, but

in the embrace of their shared bed, her cheeks flushed

thought of it kindled an acute sense of

slightly. “You want to

cheek to her ear, down to her neck. Those

and reciprocated his

his warm neck, she said, “If you want to see it, I’ll show it

night grew deeper, Crystal went

left a videotape with Henry, allowing him

bathrobe, leaning against the

second, he was stunned by the scene

was the last lovemaking session between Henry and Crystal, with him sitting in the study and Crystal tending to him with care in his embrace. She

her long legs on the bedsheet.

heart threatened to pound out of his

version of himself gently tugging Crystal’s long hair and tenderly kissing her. “That’s enough, Crystal. That’s enough.”

sharing a

illuminated

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