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.

her gown anymore, so he dressed her

a gray sweater, which was nice and unobtrusive.

morning. The receptionist recognized them and didn’t ask too many questions. Upon swiftly helping them check out, she smiled. “I hope to see you again, Mr.

Crystal blushed slightly.

wasn’t at all ashamed. When he received the receipt, he casually asked, “Is there a membership card?

receptionist promptly registered a membership

but remark, “There’s not going to be a next

in the glove compartment, tidied his sweater, and glanced at Crystal. “Didn’t that feel great, Mrs. Miller? I thought our

from Crystal, who was unwilling to continue that

drove the car

to rest her eyes, she inadvertently noticed a red sports car in the distance. A woman was sitting inside, peering at them emotionlessly.

was black, and her face

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

inquired softly, “What’s the matter?”

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

reassuringly. “I’ll ask someone

they returned home, she was still feeling uneasy. It wasn’t until she

against the headboard, Crystal appeared feeble under the dim lighting.

hotel right now. No need to worry,

heading

hour later, he obtained the surveillance footage of the hotel parking lot. There was a woman inside. the red sports car, but it wasn’t

several times to make

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

other end replied

noticed Crystal wasn’t sleeping yet. Again, he patted her head. “I checked, and it wasn’t Clementine. It’s just someone who resembles

cheek into his palm. Maybe I was overthinking

she slumbered, she had another nightmare

by a large truck. When she looked at him through

the vehicle, her white pajamas contrasting heavily with the blood

turning his sight toward her, he stretched his arm out “Crystal!”

warm body with trerabling fingers, exclaiming pantckily,

moving. Robert spoke in a melancholic tone It’s too late, Crystal! It’s already too late!”

hand tight

him, she didn’t want him

out of the car with growing

matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t

wept as he placed the blood-stained locket in

voice. “It’s yours now, Crystal. It’s time for

sentence, Robert smiled, his body gradually becoming translucent.

floated upward and gradually

to hold on to him but

before he vanished, he mouthed

was then Crystal

as Robert’s name lingered

was pulled into someone’s

Henry gently patted her back, treating her like she was

his arms, Crystal shifted

tears at the edge of her eyes, and her lips were quivering.

exclaimed agitatedly, “I saw Robert in

“It’s just a

up because she was genuinely

cheek to his chest, she muttered, “In my dream, I saw him sitting in a

her arms around his neck, sobbing, “He gave me a locket in the dream.”

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

part of his life, she didn’t

thoughts and emotions, Henry continued to pepper kisses on

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

lay on his shoulder wordlessly.

his arms, she couldn’t

just like the day

Henry’s embrace was

he caressed her hair, asking softly, “What was it like when you

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

head and kissed the tip of

reminisced about her relationship with Robert.

was listen attentively and