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

face to face with Henry, but he quickly

but she’s

back, allowing Ryan to enter.

nodded and set

the breakfast on the bedside table, and

from the start, not just because of Crystal’s subtle. rejection but also because Henry was the one who had recruited and given him the opportunity in the first place. It could well be said that Ryan would not be where he was presently without

could not bring himself to

while Crystal listened

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

security and make her

all day in

glow of the setting sun

a shower, Crystal felt much more relaxed.

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

around and stared at

since he lost his memories, she thought she knew 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

struggle on her expression and smiled lightly. “You’re the mother of my two children, and I have no plans to

dining

a little hungry.

help 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

to hand it to him for being able to make such

him a

land earlier. Het possessed excellent taste and was very convincing when he spoke. Even with

other party has some unresolved matters, so I suggest

same as Crystal’s limit, so she merely responded

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

at

up at him, but he remained calm and nonchalant as if nothing had happened.

and even requested another suite across from hers.

the soft bed, feeling as if she was going crazy.

herself back from knocking on Henry’s door, eager to

without any expression on his face or any

only

tips of his hair slid down his chiseled features to the towel under his lower abdomen

Crystal gulped.

“Don’t we have a business dinner

little to let her

against the door while Henry picked up the cigarette pack at the foot

of smoke and

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

cigarette butt and took a drag. “I can

surged within

could remember

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

he. He simply

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

Crystal’s lips trembled.

but I

her head, tears welling

into