Crystal's One Night of Love

Henry left the clinic and got into his car, his head still throbbing from the pain.

He leaned against the backseat and massaged his forehead gently.

Jamie offered him a cold towel to alleviate the pain. She felt bad for him. “Mr. Miller, why don’t we find at neurologist? This hypnotist wasn’t that reliable.”

Hearing that, Henry was stunned for a moment.

“I remembered so much, but it’s like waking up from a drunken stupor as all those memories were gone when I woke up.”

It wasn’t the hypnotist’s problem, as his nerves were destroyed.

Disappointment was evident on his face.

He didn’t mind the regret, but he wanted Crystal to be genuinely happy.

Right then, his phone rang.

It was Crystal. She asked gently. “Henry, are you still outside?”

At once, Henry felt his headache subside.

He sat up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Crystal chuckled softly. “I suddenly feel like cooking meatballs. Would you like some? If you do, I can have some delivered to your office later for lunch.”

Henry felt his nose sting.

It took him a long while to calm down and respond, “I’ll wait for you at noon.”

The call ended.

Maybe our marriage isn’t as fulfilling as I hoped, but it’s not that bad. I love Crystal, and she’s making an effort to be closer to me. To her, I’m someone she wants to be close to. Isn’t that sufficient? It’s better than many marriages out there.

At noon, he finally got to hug his wife and take an afternoon nap as he wished.

In the twenty-square-meter room, he held her close, ensuring that her body was enveloped in his masculine scent.

was not asleep. She whispered, “How much do you

part of the event, and all eyes would

so she thought five million was

Henry about her

his eyes shut, he touched her waist. “That

her face in his chest.

eye, the joint anniversary

ended up on the trending page and thus gained quite

and applied makeup. When she descended the stairs, she appeared

red silk blouse paired with a glittery skirt. She decided to forgo expensive jewelry and only wore a pair of exquisite

breakfast while

he glanced up, his eyes a mixture of affection and displeasure. “Crystal, you’re dressed more formally than the day

watch and flashed a smile.

dollars, and it matched Henry’s. However,

said, “This is pretty low-key. I’m sure someone

her words as the temperature

coat and ends up with heatstroke? Do they have to call the ambulance?

Department of Music, he realized Crystal was true. There was

Clementine, a recent addition to Barnwood’s

set of jewelry she had on added an extra layer of

look in her eyes the minute

been a while,

was in his fifties and had a penchant for extramarital affairs, leaving her discontent. The sight

tamp down his desires as he

boldly even though Crystal

glance at her fur coat before offering a polite smile and nodding

bolder and obtained a glass of champagne from a server. “Mr. Miller, my purpose in being here at Barnwood extends beyond supporting my alma mater. I also aim to connect with

had heard about the coal magnate’s hobby of shooting

always pick

looked at Crystal calmly and responded, “I’m not directly involved in that industry, but I do have connections

lips quirked up.

glanced at Crystal and shot the

past, she had been overshadowed by Crystal, but now she had returned. triumphant. Even someone like Henry seemed to be impressed with her. Perhaps one

be bothered to respond to

blind to