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

then sat on the couch across from him and said calmly, “You’re here every day. Don’t you

but she knew deep within that his behavior was abnormal.

that he did not regard himself as an outsider.

a long moment before countering in

bother avoiding the subject. “We’re divorced. We both should

she was being so candid, Henry

the end, he left as it

Weariness swamped Crystal.

night, and she slowly went upstairs.

pervaded her life because of the two

least, there were no more absurd

and was about to strip to take a

Henry’s habit. He loved to pick a rose when he went jogging in the morning and placed it beside her pillow so that she would see it as soon as she woke up. The dew on it always reminded her of the pleasure they

stalk of

so what’s

Seeas Corporation, Crystal was pretty relaxed since the company’s

had an indoor golf course built on the

she was free, she would play a

she was on her break, Edith came over and murmured, “Miss Anderson would like to meet

Victoria?

water. “I

she must be far smarter

“Let her

moment later, Victoria came

not bring her manager along but had come alone with a small cake box in

lips. “I don’t invest in film and television. Could you be ingratiating yourself with the wrong. person, Miss

was very much sensible as she dressed

placed an envelope on the table and said, “Here are

not turn

to her feet and headed toward the golf course. Victoria was briefly

Crystal took a few shots, Victoria complimented,

Winters!”

club, Crystal grinned. “Henry was the one who taught me the first time I played

Victoria was embarrassed.

took another shot before asking airily, “You want to be the ambassador of the high- end project in the south,

mortification showed

discuss it further if your box office sales

so amicable and

accomplish

few people truly bother

to give Victoria

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

that, her temper

and status. She won’t do anything out of

so, Crystal, you’ll make me feel as if you don’t