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.

wear her gown anymore, so he dressed her in his shirt and

on the other hand, simply had on a gray

already half past one in the morning. The receptionist recognized them and didn’t ask too many questions. Upon swiftly helping them check out, she smiled. “I hope to see

Crystal blushed slightly.

casually asked, “Is there a

receptionist promptly registered a membership card for him.

returned to the car, Crystal couldn’t help but remark, “There’s not going to be a next time!”

compartment, tidied his sweater, and glanced at Crystal. “Didn’t that

a blush from Crystal, who was unwilling to

the car slowly.

sports car in the distance.

hair was black, and her

swiftly straightened up

Henry inquired softly, “What’s the

I saw Clementine! Why would she be here. in the middle of the night? Was

her hand reassuringly. “I’ll ask someone to

Even when they returned home, she was still feeling uneasy. It wasn’t until she drank the hot milk Henry

the headboard, Crystal appeared feeble under the

call the hotel right now. No

first before heading to

of the hotel parking lot. There was a woman inside. the red sports car, but it

the footage several times to make sure.

him with the footage. “Thanks for the help. I’ll treat you to

on the other end

patted her head. “I checked, and

palm. Maybe I was overthinking things and being too anrious.

she had another nightmare

a large truck. When she looked at him through the window, she saw him covered in blood and immobile.

pajamas contrasting

still conscious, though barely. After turning his sight toward her, he stretched his arm out

fingers, exclaiming pantckily, “I’ll help you call

melancholic tone It’s too late, Crystal!

hand tight

she hated him, she didn’t want him to

out of the car with growing desperation. “Hold on,

no matter how hard she tried, she

as he placed the blood-stained locket

her, he spoke in a small voice. “It’s yours now,

ending his sentence, Robert smiled, his body gradually

gradually faded away as well.

to hold on to

vanished, he mouthed three words, “I love you.”

was

in sweat as Robert’s name lingered on

into someone’s

Crystal.” Henry gently patted her back, treating her like she

his arms, Crystal shifted

eyes, and her lips were quivering. Every detail of the nightmare was still fresh in her

exclaimed agitatedly, “I saw

he cradled her. “It’s just a dream, Crystal.

because she was genuinely

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

his neck, sobbing, “He gave

little guilty because she wondered if Robert would’ve lived if she had accepted

she didn’t want to be a part of

Henry continued to pepper kisses on

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

rested in his arms, she couldn’t sleep.

to rain, just like

embrace was warm.

Ultimately, he caressed her hair, asking softly, “What was

his arm as her pillow.

tip of

Crystal softly reminisced about her relationship with Robert.

and patiently, reflecting his high