Crystal's One Night of Love

In the dark, Henry gazed at Crystal.

Crystal wanted to move, but he intertwined his fingers with hers.

The atmosphere was appropriately romantic for him to have sex with her, and he wanted to, but he didn’t.

Burying his face in her neck, he whispered, “I have something I need to tell you, Crystal.”

“What is it?” Crystal’s voice quivered slightly.

Turning around and lying on his side, Henry pulled her into his embrace.

After what they had been through, he knew that he only needed to hide the truth to seize her heart and body easily.

However, he was afraid of losing her.

He admitted in a hoarse voice, “I met Lara just now.”

Crystal frowned.

Henry smoothened the crease of her brows and added, “She’s pregnant, and I’ve sent her to Hulcaster. I know you won’t be happy, but I want to give her a chance. What do you say, Crystal?”

He proceeded to inform her of Jason’s matter.

After listening to the whole story, Crystal stayed quiet for a while.

Just as Henry thought she would oppose the idea and wanted to say something, Crystal nodded. “Okay.”

He didn’t expect her to agree that easily.

bed and continued, “Since she wants to keep the child, I can tell she cares for them. Why would I say

appearance made Henry want to have sex

pretended to have recovered his memory, he didn’t dare to touch her, fearing she would feel

out with her, his old habit

his neck and indulged in pleasure with him. Henry felt that his body was on fire. If I still can’t get it up, I’m not

have you, Henry?”

disbelief. How does she know? I’ve been putting on a rather

straightening her pajamas, Crystal turned on the bedside lamp and kicked him. “If you had recovered your memory, you would’ve killed Lara! You wouldn’t have been so kind as to help

did not know what to say.

notebook from it. When she flipped it open, Henry saw the red words

sure what

ready to get it on, yet he was

out what Crystal

really okay with helping her, but I’ll look

her face because she

touched her feet and kissed her. “Whatever you say, Mrs.

foot to rub his

her foot, Henry threatened, “That’s enough,

her foot on him again.

anger dissipated. “Your foot smells nice too.”

their intimate moment, the couple decided to spend the night chatting with each other.

“I didn’t want to tell you, but you were honest tonight. How about we don’t keep secrets from each other anymore, Henry? It doesn’t matter if you’ve recovered your memory or not as long as we’re still together and in love with each

lips. “But

“Hmm?”

“How did I f*ck you in the