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.

standing outside, carrying a set of breakfast.

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

has subsided, but she’s

back, allowing Ryan

nodded and set the

bedside table,

but also because Henry was the one who had recruited and given him the

to do something

Henry, while Crystal listened

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

of security and make her want to surrender herself

day in the hotel.

setting sun

shower, Crystal felt much more relaxed.

outside, and Henry entered, carrying two packed meals. “Do

stared at

not sure anymore. What’s on Henry’s

struggle on her expression and smiled lightly. “You’re the mother of my two children, and I

the small dining table

a little

unpacking the food, Henry could not help but remark as he watched her eat, “You’re so well-behaved

it to him for being able to make

shot him

viewing the land earlier. Het possessed excellent taste and was

party has some unresolved matters, so I suggest that since this piece

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

observed her in her bathrobe. “Now you’re well-behaved like a young

stiffened at

calm and nonchalant as

requested another suite across from hers. Crystal knew that Ryan

on the soft bed, feeling as if she was going

hold herself back from knocking on Henry’s door,

in the doorway without any expression on his face or any clothes on

only a towel wrapped around

hair slid down his chiseled features to the towel

Crystal gulped.

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

a little to let her in.

the door while Henry picked up the cigarette pack at the

puff of smoke and asked, “Is something wrong?”

asked softly. “Did you regain your

cigarette butt and took a drag. “I can remember

emotions surged within

said he could remember a little…

wanted to ask him what he remembered, but she could not get the words out. She felt he was keeping her at arm’s length.

He simply looked at her as he finished smoking.

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

Crystal’s lips trembled.

my body hurts, but I

welling up in her eyes.

her into