Crystal's One Night of Love

Crystal was pleasantly surprised.

Henry stood outside the car, gazing at her delighted countenance.

Hoarsely, he inquired, “Do you like it?”

Crystal’s face was almost buried in the roses as she spoke in a rare, sweet voice. “I do.”

No woman would dislike receiving flowers from men.

Henry smiled.

After shutting the door, he dashingly went to the other side to board the vehicle. Then, the black sports car sped away under the streetlight like a shooting star.

For a long while after that, Sylvester stood at the hotel entrance wordlessly.

Inside the vehicle, Henry played a soothing song.

Crystal had drunk a glass of champagne earlier, so she was feeling relaxed and slightly dizzy as she leaned against the seat.

The traffic light ahead just so happened to turn red..

Henry stopped the car before tilting his head to gaze at her. “Do you want to go home or to the condominium?”

The question sobered her a little as she buried her face in the roses, muttering, “Is anywhere fine? If it is, I want to stay at a hotel.”

The atmosphere became slightly awkward as Henry continued to stare at her.

A moment later, he unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned toward her. Crystal lifted her head, wanting to ask a question, but received a kiss on her lips instead.

It was a long time before he pulled back and spoke hoarsely. “Do you know what you’re saying right now, Crystal?”

Crystal was hugging the flowers with one arm and his neck with another..

It wasn’t easy to discern if she wanted to push him away or pull him closer.

Suddenly, they heard a honking sound from behind them.

Henry fastened his seatbelt and uttered in a sexy voice, The hotel it is, then!”

It was likely because Crystal hadn’t been proactive for a long time that Henry felt exceptionally excited. He sped to the nearest five-star hotel and checked in as fast as possible.

The moment the couple entered the presidential suite, Henry pressed Crystal against the door.

He had been holding himself back for a while now, so he was a little rougher than usua!.

Once was naturally not enough.

Henry carried her to the main bedroom, tossed her on the bed, and hastily removed her gown. A moment later, the white roses he gifted her landed on the purple gown on the floor.

Their passion burned like an inferno inside the bedroom.

They weren’t done until the early hours of the morning.

Embracing Crystal, Henry kissed her. He was thoroughly satisfied, in body and mind.

“What’s with you tonight?” he whispered beside her ear.

Crystal laid her sweaty face on his shoulder. “It could be because of the champagne.”

Again, Henry smooched her.

Both of them knew they hadn’t taken any precautions that night, but neither wanted to salvage the situation.

Winter was right around the corner, so the weather was quite chilly. As such, Crystal didn’t want to move away from Henry’s warm embrace.

Henry was the same.

After a while, Crystal urged, “We should return home now,”

Henry kissed her, pretending to be dissatisfied. “It sucks to have kids. It’d be great if we could sleep until the morning after having sex, unlike now, when we must return home at midnight.”

Despite his words, he still helped Crystal put on her clothes.

gown anymore, so he dressed her in his shirt

on the other hand, simply had on a gray sweater, which was nice and

and didn’t ask too many questions. Upon swiftly helping them check out, she smiled. “I

Crystal blushed slightly.

casually asked, “Is there a

receptionist promptly registered a membership card

to the car, Crystal couldn’t help but remark, “There’s not going

the glove compartment, tidied his sweater, and glanced at

Crystal, who

the car

was about to rest her eyes, she inadvertently noticed a red sports car in the distance. A woman was

black, and

a lot like Clementine, a chill ran down her back. She swiftly straightened up to examine the woman better. Unfortunately, the red

inquired softly, “What’s the matter?”

the seat. “I think I saw Clementine! Why would she be here. in the middle of the night? Was she intentionally following us?”

ask someone to check the security footage. tomorrow.”

still feeling uneasy. It wasn’t until she drank the

appeared feeble under the dim

comforted, “I’ll call the hotel right now. No need to

heading to the study to make the call.

lot.

examined the footage several times

his gratitude to the person who provided him with the footage. “Thanks for the help. I’ll treat

person on the other end

returning to the bedroom, Henry noticed Crystal wasn’t sleeping yet. Again, he patted her head. “I

pressing her cheek into his palm. Maybe I was

had another nightmare starring

saw an endless, dimly lit road. Robert’s car had been squashed by a large truck. When she looked at him through the window, she saw him covered in blood and immobile. In his hand was the locket, glinting

her white pajamas contrasting

though barely. After turning his sight toward her,

touched his warm body with trerabling fingers, exclaiming pantckily, “I’ll help you call an

of moving. Robert spoke in a melancholic tone It’s too

his hand

much as she hated him, she didn’t want him to

car with growing desperation. “Hold on,

how hard she tried,

as he placed the blood-stained

voice. “It’s

ending his sentence, Robert smiled, his body

gradually faded away as

to hold on

before he vanished, he mouthed three words, “I love

was then Crystal awoke.

in sweat as Robert’s

pulled into

Henry gently patted her back, treating her like she was a

shifted to stare at him.

her lips were quivering.

agitatedly, “I

“It’s just

because she was genuinely frightened.

to his chest, she muttered, “In my dream, I saw him sitting in a car covered in blood. I tried to grab him, but he disappeared.”

her arms around his neck, sobbing, “He gave me

guilty because she wondered if Robert

she didn’t want to be a part of his

her thoughts and emotions, Henry continued to pepper

he said he wasn’t a tad upset that his wife dreamed about her past, dead lover. At the same time, he was aware of how much she was traumatized by Robert’s death. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had that nightmare and mistaken someone else for

on his shoulder

in his

rain, just like the day

embrace was warm.

asking softly, “What was it like when you were with him?”

want to know.” Crystal used his arm as her pillow. I doubt

the tip of her nose. “I

reminisced about her relationship with Robert.

Henry did was listen attentively and patiently, reflecting his