Crystal's One Night of Love

After saying that, Crystal hung up the phone.

She directed the workers, thoroughly tidying the suite in less than half a day.

After arranging everything, she leaned on the couch to rest.

In the afternoon, she refused to meet anyone, staying in her private space and reading the diary Henry left for her with tears brimming in her eyes.

She missed him and the relationship they had.

At four o’clock in the afternoon, a black Maybach slowly came to a halt, and Henry got out of the car.

David and his wife had left the house with the children, so the mansion was so quiet that it didn’t feel like Christmas. Henry stopped a housekeeper and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice. “Where’s Mrs. Miller?”

Knowing Henry and Crystal had a fight, the housekeeper hesitated briefly before replying. “She’s upstairs.” Henry nodded and slowly headed upstairs.

He was still wearing the clothes from two or three days ago, unwashed. He should have taken a shower before doing anything else as he was a clean freak, but he yearned to see Crystal first.

Henry found Crystal very soon.

The sight of her sleeping on the couch under the dim yellow light caused a stir in his heart.

He stepped forward and noticed the corner of her eyes were glistening with tears.

Did she cry?

Gul welled up in his heart. He placed one hand beside her to support himself while bending over to kiss her S

Adltat noment, Crystal woke up.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she met his gaze the next second. She quickly regained her senses and sat up. “You’re back?”

Henry ensed indifference in her tone.

He looked around the room and noticed it was comfortably decorated and furnished, clearly meant for a long-term say.

Therefore, he lowered his head and murmured, “You’re mad at me, but you still can’t bear to leave me, right? The fact that you haven’t moved out shows that you still care about our marriage.”

Crystal leisurely closed her book. An icy expression spread across her countenance as she sneered, “Mr. Miller, don’t feel good about yourself. I’m only doing this for Skyler. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten about her physical condition?”

as she sneered, “Mr. Miller, don’t flatter yourself. I’m only doing this for Skyler Dont tell me you’ve forgotten about her

autism. So, she’s only maintaining this

“That’s all. You

few days ago that she had sat in his car expressing her wish to kiss him

Henry didn’t leave.

grabbed Crystal’s wrist, preventing her from having the chance

“Don’t touch me!”

on kissing her, but she put

and she pulled a thin, long hair from

strand was clearly not

furrowed his brows.

left behind by some random woman. Lara caught me

flashed a nonchalant smile. “You’re truly

Henry, but it was only made possible because Henry had given Lara the opportunity

didn’t wish to deal

coaxed her. “I don’t know when the hair stuck to me. Please believe

mentioning our children in such a casual manner to appease me. Crystal curled

that expression displeasing, prompting him to want to kiss her as he didn’t want that facial expresgon to linger on her countenance. She

second, a loud slap sounded.

stung. Unable to bear with him

Henry was stunned.

came to his senses, he grimaced and stared at her

but whas about mine and Skyler’s? Henry, do you think I cold-blooded? Is that it?

interjected sternly, forbidding her from

unfazed, continuing to speak the harshest words with her gentlest tone. “She’d better not step a toe out of line. Otherwise,

somewhat fathomed her intention.

breathing heavily as his chest heaved. He was silent for a few moments before replying in an undertone. “Crystal, which is the real you?

magazine at him. “In that case, you can consider me an evil

gritted his pearly white

room, slamming the

returned to the master bedroom to take a

and noticed the hair

he tossed the hair into

he accidentally opened the wardrobe, which used to hold both men’s and women’s clothing. However, it was half empty now. Only men’s suits and shirts

still staying in the Miller residence, but to her, our children are