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.

was indeed standing outside, carrying a set of

to face with Henry, but he quickly flashed a faint smile. “Is Miss Winters feeling better now?”

has subsided, but she’s still quite

step back,

nodded and set

the breakfast on the bedside table, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

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

to

discussed the land with Henry, while Crystal listened quietly in

to rely on just like the time she had risked it all and knocked Audrey over. It was not that she

sense of security and

all day

descended, the reddish glow of the setting sun

a shower, Crystal felt

and Henry entered, carrying two packed

turned around and stared

she was not sure anymore.

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

walked over to the small dining

a

help but remark as he watched her eat, “You’re so well-behaved when you’re hungry. You’re going to start ignoring

for being able to make such suggestive remarks about a meal.

him a glare.

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

end, he said, “But the other party has some unresolved matters, so I suggest that since this piece of land is over four hundred

about the same as Crystal’s limit, so she merely responded with a

her brown hair as he observed her in her bathrobe.

stiffened at his

but he remained calm and nonchalant

even requested another suite across from hers. Crystal knew that Ryan had gone

herself on the soft bed, feeling as if

herself back from knocking

standing in the doorway without any expression on his face or

naked from the waist up, with only

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

Crystal gulped.

casually, “Don’t we

little to let her

at the

of smoke

much hesitation, Crystal asked softly. “Did you regain your

cigarette butt and took a drag.

emotions surged within

said he could remember a little…

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

he. He simply looked at her as he finished smoking.

murmured, “We’ll

Crystal’s lips trembled.

body hurts, but I know resent it. I’ll treat you well, so we’ll take it slow this time,

lifted her head, tears welling

pulled her into a gentle