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 and

other hand, simply had on a gray sweater, which was

them and didn’t ask too many questions. Upon swiftly helping them check

Crystal blushed slightly.

at all ashamed. When he received the receipt, he casually asked, “Is there a membership card? Does it give me a discount the next time I’m here?”

receptionist promptly registered a membership card

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

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

Crystal, who was unwilling to continue that

the car

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

and

ran down her back. She swiftly straightened up to examine the woman better. Unfortunately, the red sports car had taken a

reaction, Henry inquired softly, “What’s the matter?”

was racing as she leaned back in the seat. “I think I saw Clementine! Why would

her hand reassuringly. “I’ll ask someone

struggling to calm down. Even when they returned home, she was still feeling uneasy. It wasn’t until she drank the hot milk Henry prepared for her

against the headboard, Crystal appeared feeble under the dim

comforted, “I’ll call the hotel

heading to

footage of the hotel parking lot. There was a woman inside. the

examined the footage several times

gratitude to the person who provided him with the footage. “Thanks for the help.

other

the bedroom, Henry 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 things and being

she had

road. Robert’s car had been squashed by a large truck. When she looked at him through the

contrasting heavily with the

After turning his sight toward her,

body with trerabling fingers, exclaiming

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

his hand tight

as she hated him, she didn’t want

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

matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t

wept as he placed the

spoke in a small voice. “It’s yours now, Crystal. It’s time for me

sentence, Robert smiled, his body

floated upward and gradually faded away as well.

to hold on to

before he vanished, he mouthed three

It was then

covered in sweat as Robert’s name lingered on

into

a nightmare, Crystal.” Henry gently patted her back,

Crystal shifted to stare at him.

the edge of her eyes, and her lips were quivering. Every detail of the nightmare

agitatedly, “I saw Robert

as he cradled her. “It’s

she was

dream, I saw him sitting in a car covered in blood. I tried to grab him,

his neck, sobbing, “He gave me a locket in

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

part of his life, she

thoughts and emotions, Henry continued to pepper kisses

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 Clementine. “How about we visit an

on his

rested in his arms,

it started to rain, just like the

embrace was

asking

want to know.” Crystal used his arm as her pillow. I doubt he’ll be

kissed the tip

him, Crystal softly reminisced about

listen attentively and patiently, reflecting