Crystal's One Night of Love

Early the next morning, Remi was discharged from the hospital.

Crystal bent over slightly as she packed everything away.

Her waist was slender, and her spine curved in a seductive arc.

Henry could still remember the sensation of his hands on her.

Remi had been taken away by the nanny, leaving them both in the ward. Henry had something to say to her.

Placing his hands on her shoulders, he asked softly, “If I recover my memories, Crystal, is it still possible between us?”

Crystal stiffened visibly, for she could not answer it.

If she were to say yes, she would be undoubtedly giving him hope.

But if she were to answer no, she would be going against her heart.

Her prolonged silence gave Henry an idea of her answer.

He let go of his hands from her shoulders and said, “I’ll go and settle the discharge. procedures.”

Then, he left the ward.

Crystal looked at the things she was holding in her hands and spaced out for a long time.

After returning to the mansion, Remi recovered well.

In the ensuing month, Crystal spent most of her time taking care of him. Many documents were delivered to her house by Ryan and Edith.

Henry also visited often and would bump into Ryan at times.

He could tell that the latter had feelings for Crystal.

Perhaps it was because of his pride, but he never questioned her again. He merely went over frequently to keep Skyler and Remi company.

He was exceedingly diligent in visiting and spent even more time with the children than before the divorce.

Crystal did not object to him visiting the children, but she did not give him any opportunity.

He would always give her small gifts, either from his business trips or simply because he came across the item and found it suitable for her.

She locked them all in a drawer.

On that particular day, she saw Ryan off after discussing business with him.

When she returned to the standalone mansion, Henry was still there. He was sitting on the couch and flipping through a business magazine, acting so leisurely that it was as though he was at his own home.

him for a few seconds..

on the couch across from him and said calmly, “You’re here

to him interacting with the children, but she knew deep within that his behavior

that he did not regard himself as an

his eyes on her for a long moment before countering in a seemingly casual manner, “Why, you want

the subject. “We’re divorced. We both should have

she was being so candid, Henry could not

end, he left as it was getting late.

Weariness swamped Crystal.

and she slowly went upstairs.

were divorced, but he was still everywhere and pervaded her life because of the two children. Yet, it was different from the

there were no more

strip to take a

when he went jogging in the morning and placed it beside her pillow so that she

stalk of rose, feeling

so what’s the

Seeas Corporation, Crystal was pretty relaxed since the company’s businesses had stabilized.

course built on the

free, she would play a few

Edith came over and murmured, “Miss Anderson would like to meet you. Do you want to see her?”

Victoria?

“I thought she never

have attained her current status, she must be far smarter and

nodded slightly. “Let

later, Victoria came

along but had come alone with

in the woman’s hand, upon which a faint smile played on her lips. “I don’t invest in film and television. Could you be ingratiating yourself with the

as

“Here are five premiere tickets. Do come if you’re free, Miss Winters.”

did not turn her

her feet and headed toward the golf course. Victoria was briefly stunned, but

a few shots, Victoria complimented, “Your skills are impeccable, Miss

Winters!”

grinned. “Henry was the one

Victoria was embarrassed.

be the ambassador of the high- end

a flash, mortification showed

depends on your performance. We’ll discuss it

expect her to be so amicable and was

to accomplish a

truly bother me. You’re not one of them, Miss Anderson.”

other words, Crystal agreed to

Henry learned of it and gave her a call. “Are you

that,

She won’t do anything out

so, Crystal, you’ll