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.

outside, carrying

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

has subsided, but she’s still

took a step back, allowing

set the breakfast down.

on the bedside table,

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

could not bring himself to do something

the land with Henry, while

but her 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

and make

day in the

night descended, the reddish glow of the setting sun

shower, Crystal felt much more

door clicked open from the outside, and Henry entered, carrying two packed meals. “Do you feel

and stared at him

year since he lost his memories, she thought she knew him well, but she was not sure anymore.

and I have no plans to remarry for now. Is it strange for me to treat

walked over to the small dining table quietly

a

so well-behaved when you’re hungry. You’re going to start ignoring me again once you’re full, aren’t

able to make

him

Het possessed excellent taste and was very convincing when he spoke. Even with Crystal’s current modest achievement, she still marveled

party has some unresolved matters, so I suggest that since this piece of land is over four hundred

same as Crystal’s limit,

stroking her brown hair as he observed her in her bathrobe. “Now you’re well-behaved like

stiffened at his

him, but he remained calm and nonchalant

not pester her and even requested another suite across from hers. Crystal knew that Ryan had

night, Crystal threw herself on the soft bed, feeling as

day, she could not hold herself back from knocking on Henry’s door,

without any expression on

from the waist up, with only a towel wrapped

of his hair slid down his chiseled features to the towel under his lower abdomen before evaporating under the intense

Crystal gulped.

and asked casually, “Don’t we have a business dinner to

stepped aside a little to let

picked up the cigarette pack at the foot of the bed, pulled

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

asked softly. “Did you regain

a

surged within her.

could

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 seems to be pursuing me, yet he also seems to be treating me as his ex-wife. He’s good at messing with people’s

neither did he. He

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

Crystal’s lips trembled.

stroked her lips. “I want you so badly that my body hurts, but I know

head, tears welling up

pulled her into