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?”

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

Skyler has autism. So, she’s

all. You can leave

was just a few days ago that she had sat in his car expressing her wish

Henry didn’t leave.

he not leave, but he also grabbed Crystal’s wrist, preventing her from having the chance to escape. He wanted to kiss her, but when he leaned over, she turned her face

“Don’t touch me!”

insisted on kissing her, but

pulled a thin, long hair from his shoulder with her slender fingers.

black hair strand was clearly not

furrowed his

not left behind by some random woman. Lara caught me off guard when she suddenly hugged me at the hospital. Did the hair stick to me

a nonchalant smile. “You’re truly

drive a wedge between her and Henry, but it was only made possible

didn’t wish to deal with

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

in such a casual manner to appease me. Crystal curled hef lips into a contemptuous smile.

expresgon to linger on her countenance.

second, a loud slap sounded.

hand stung. Unable to bear with him anymore, she snapped, “Get

Henry was stunned.

and stared at her while enunciating, “Crystal,

with such importance, but whas about mine and Skyler’s? Henry, do you think I cold-blooded? Is that it? Well, I’ll be honest with you. I genuinely hope that she dies! Once she’s

her from finishing her sentence.

with her gentlest tone. “She’d better not step a toe out of line.

fathomed

replying in an undertone.

hurled a magazine at him. “In that case, you

pearly white

left the room,

returned to the master bedroom to

coat and noticed the hair clinging

the hair into the trash

hold both men’s and women’s clothing. However, it was half empty now. Only men’s suits and shirts were left, and Crystal’s beautiful dresses were nowhere to be seen. She has

wasn’t joking. She’s still staying in the Miller residence, but to her, our children are the only