Crystal's One Night of Love

Crystal awoke the following morning with a faint impression that she had a dream.

In her dream, Henry had regained his memories and said to her tenderly, “Crystal, I’m back.”

She sat up and touched the corners of her eyes to discover tears.

When Henry entered the bedroom with breakfast and saw that she was crying, he asked in a husky voice, “Why are you crying?” He walked over, set the breakfast on the bedside table, and touched her forehead. “Your temperature has gone down.”

Crystal looked straight at him.

Her slightly reddish nose not only made her appear pitiful, but it could also elicit sympathy from men. Henry said in a deep voice, “Don’t look at me like this. I fear I won’t be able to control myself.”

Crystal’s lips quivered, but she ultimately lacked the courage to voice her curiosity.

A while later, she managed to collect herself enough to ask, “What brings you here?”

Henry stuffed a pillow behind her back and brought over the bowl of oatmeal, intending to feed her. Crystal refused and took the bowl from him. Only after having two spoonfuls did she remember she had not brushed her teeth.

Her expression was rather cute.

Henry could not resist reaching out and gently pinched her cheek. “Since this is a special case, I can go easy on you!”

Crystal shook her head. “I have no appetite.”

I’m still curious as to why he’s here…

Henry leaned toward her, his handsome face so close to hers that their breaths mingled. His dark eyes bore into hers, but his tone was strangely tender. “Is there anything good about getting a divorce? You’re so ill, but you have to endure it alone!”

Crystal wanted to move away, but he moved behind her and wrapped an arm around her slender waist, caressing it slowly.

His actions were not spurred by lust, merely the desire to have her all to himself.

Crystal had to confess his good looks and gentle advances made it hard for her to resist him. Still, she remained unyielding as she said, “I can let someone else take care of me.”

“You mean Ryan? Or that pretty boy Stefan? Crystal, are they as good as me in your eyes? If so, why did you reject them?”

His tightened grip on her caused her to feel a little breathless, and the familiar feeling of nausea came back.

Henry noticed that her face had turned green and loosened his grip slightly. He poured her a glass of water before feeding her medicine.

Crystal broke out in a sweat.

She suddenly recalled that she had arranged to view a land with someone.

Henry held her and said, “Wait until you’ve recovered. I’ll go in your place.”

Crystal froze slightly.

Just then, someone outside knocked on the door. Ryan’s voice drifted in.

Henry looked at Crystal and saw her staring back at him.

After a while, he got up and strode toward the door. Crystal called out to him. “Don’t open. it…”

Henry snorted. “Are you ashamed of being seen together with me?” With that, he opened the door.

indeed standing outside, carrying a set of

he came face to face with Henry, but he quickly flashed a faint

subsided, but she’s

back, allowing Ryan to enter.

nodded and set

breakfast on the bedside table, and his eyes

stand a chance from the start, not just because of Crystal’s subtle. rejection but also because Henry was the one who had

bring himself to do something overly

he discussed the land with Henry, while

last thought was that she seemed to have regained the feeling of having someone to rely on just like the time she had risked it all and knocked Audrey over. It was not that she was not afraid, but she had someone holding her hands and saying to her, “Don’t be afraid,

give her this sense of security and make her

day in the

night descended, the reddish glow of the setting sun was a magnificent sight to behold.

a shower, Crystal felt

entered, carrying two packed meals. “Do you

stared

him well, but she was not sure anymore. What’s on Henry’s mind now? Is he being attentive to me simply to restore our marriage? Also… was last

and I have no plans to remarry for now. Is it strange for me to treat you well?”

walked over to the small dining table quietly

a

but remark as he watched her eat, “You’re so well-behaved when you’re hungry. You’re going to start ignoring me again once you’re full, aren’t

hand it to him for being able to make such suggestive remarks

shot him a glare.

her his thoughts after viewing the land earlier. Het possessed excellent taste and was very convincing when he spoke. Even with Crystal’s

I suggest that

figure was about the same as Crystal’s limit, so

not resist stroking her brown hair as he observed her in her

stiffened at his

but he remained calm and nonchalant as

across from hers.

Crystal threw herself on the soft bed, feeling as

hold herself back from knocking

she saw Henry standing in the doorway without any expression on his face or any clothes

naked from the waist up, with only a

of his hair slid down his chiseled features to

Crystal gulped.

towel and asked casually, “Don’t we have a business dinner to attend? Why aren’t you getting

aside a little

against the door while Henry picked up the cigarette pack at the foot of the bed, pulled out a cigarette, and

a puff of smoke and asked, “Is something

asked softly. “Did

and took a drag. “I can remember a

surged

said he could

was keeping her at arm’s length. He seems to be pursuing me, yet he also seems to be treating

speak, and neither did he. He simply looked at her

her and murmured, “We’ll take it slow.”

Crystal’s lips trembled.

but I know resent it. I’ll treat you well, so we’ll take it

tears welling up in her

her into a gentle embrace.