Crystal's One Night of Love

Melora sobbed while throwing herself into Henry’s embrace.

Crystal gently caressed her head while giving Henry a look.

She then walked up to David and thanked the men in uniform with a faint smile.

David knew what she meant by that and helped send them off.

Just like that, peace was restored to the house, and Melora’s sobs were all that could be heard. Noticing the look of confusion in Berthold’s eyes, Crystal gave him a hug and said, “Your mommy isn’t feeling well. How about I take you out instead?”

Berthold lowered his gaze. “Okay.”

Crystal turned toward Henry, who then picked up Berthold and whispered, “I’ll take Berthold to the office with me. You stay here and keep Melora company. It’ll be a lot easier for her to talk to a fellow woman.”

Crystal nodded in response.

She handed Berthold some toys and snacks and gave him a kiss before helping him close the car door. David sat down on the couch and puffed away on a cigarette. He patted the empty spot next to him and motioned at Crystal to sit down. “Your mother is keeping her company right now. Come, sit here and chat with me.”

Crystal did as told and sat down next to him.

As David had always doted on her, he didn’t hold back when he spoke to her. “I actually approve of Melora dating your uncle, but he seems to be facing some problems of his own.”

Crystal simply sat there and listened to him attentively.

“If Alfred cannot provide her with happiness, then no one else can,” David continued after a long pause and walked off.

Crystal sipped on the coffee that the housekeepers had brewed while digesting David’s statement. After thinking long and hard about it, she finally understood what he meant and let out a soft chuckle.

David was truly a great father with an open mind.

Crystal went upstairs and spent the morning chatting with Melora until the latter fell asleep.

Crystal gently pulled the blanket over her shoulder before leaving the room.

She felt a tidal surge of emotion as she made her way down the stairs. It had been a year, and yet, Crystal still remembered how Melora had once brought Berthold to a milkshake stand. They had spent all morning queuing up, but she had only bought one milkshake when it was their turn.

Alfred

up?” Alfred asked in a tired

all.” After hesitating for a bit, Crystal asked, “Uncle Alfred, is it true what the newspapers

brief moment before replying. “Help me look after her for another six months”

Six months is all

involved top-secret information, Crystal decided not to press on any further and talked about Berthold instead. A child of Berthold’s age should be

in the afternoon, Crystal drove Skyler

home with him. He didn’t even get angry when he saw the two kids playing on top of the Morning

asked the housekeeper after a while.

the housekeeper replied with a faint

warm sensation fill his heart when he heard

heading into the kitchen right away, he went to check on Remi,

two housekeepers quickly stepped outside the moment they saw him enter the

you making dinner for me as well?” he asked

The housekeepers will prepare your meal for you!” Crystal replied while plating the

stared long and hard at her in

a close relationship with his parents and sister, but she also took great care of the kids. On top of that, she even managed to maintain her amazing figure and silky-smooth skin. Crystal truly was a perfect wife, and he never got sick of having

so, he wasn’t satisfied with that.

simply a seven-year itch. Either that, or things simply didn’t feel the same after he lost his memories of Crystal, which was a huge cause of concern for

usual while Crystal put Skyler and Berthold to sleep. Having

had brought some work home, he stayed in the study until

he returned to the bedroom. Crystal was talking to someone on the phone at the time. He figured it was probably her

the phone the moment

a shower and get some sleep,” she said while fetching his clothes.

herself, and the detergent she

a perfect wife like her, Henry found himself unable to

the perfect wife by helping him look after

to care about his feelings at all, nor did she ask him about the memories

point, the pent-up feelings of disappointment had gotten so bad that it drove him to think he had developed some sort of mental illness. He had even tried going to a psychiatrist once, but the psychiatrist had told him

psychiatrist had also suggested that he was probably just having some issues with his

Crystal later that night, he couldn’t help but wonder if doing

her face in