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?”

yourself. I’m only

Skyler has autism. So, she’s only maintaining this

all.

was treating him as if he was a complete stranger. It was just a few days ago that she had sat in his car expressing her wish to kiss him with an infatuated look

Henry didn’t leave.

chance to escape. He wanted to kiss

“Don’t touch me!”

insisted on kissing her, but she put up

her eyes fixed on something, and she pulled a thin,

black hair strand was clearly not Crystal’s.

furrowed his brows.

definitely 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 at that

flashed a nonchalant smile. “You’re truly

her and Henry, but

didn’t wish to deal with that

“I don’t know when the hair stuck to me. Please believe me for I haven’t done anything disloyal to you or the children,

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

that facial expresgon to linger on her countenance. She appeared as

next second, a loud slap

bear with him anymore, she snapped, “Get out!”

Henry was stunned.

grimaced and stared at her

response. “You regard her life 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!

forbidding her from finishing

better not step a toe out of line. Otherwise, I don’t mind

fathomed her

in an undertone. “Crystal, which is

him. “In that case, you can consider

gritted his pearly

he left the room,

bedroom to take

and noticed the hair

a second thought, he tossed the hair into the trash

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

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