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 coat.

on the other hand, simply had on 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,

Crystal blushed slightly.

casually asked, “Is there a membership card? Does it give me a discount

receptionist promptly registered a

couldn’t help but

and glanced at Crystal. “Didn’t that feel great, Mrs. Miller? I

elicited a blush from Crystal, who was unwilling to continue that topic.

the car

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

woman’s hair was black, and

Crystal realized the woman looked a lot like Clementine, a chill ran down her back. She swiftly straightened up to examine the

inquired softly, “What’s the

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

frowned before patting her hand reassuringly. “I’ll ask someone to check the security footage. tomorrow.”

uneasy. It wasn’t until she drank the hot milk Henry prepared for

Crystal appeared feeble under the dim

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

sleep first before heading to the study to make the call.

parking lot. There was a woman

footage several times to make

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

on the other end

wasn’t sleeping yet. Again, he patted her head. “I checked, and it wasn’t Clementine.

his palm. Maybe

slumbered, she had another nightmare

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

approached the vehicle, her white pajamas contrasting heavily with the blood

sight toward her,

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

tone It’s too late, Crystal! It’s

his hand tight

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

of the car with growing desperation. “Hold

hard she tried, she couldn’t

he placed the blood-stained locket

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

sentence, Robert smiled, his body

blood floated upward and gradually

on to

he vanished, he mouthed three words, “I

was then Crystal awoke.

body was covered in sweat as Robert’s name lingered on

pulled into someone’s

patted her back,

arms, Crystal shifted to stare

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

agitatedly, “I saw Robert in my

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

teared up because she

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

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

she wondered if Robert would’ve lived

part of

emotions, Henry

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

on his

in his

started to rain, just like

Henry’s embrace was

didn’t sleep. Ultimately, he caressed her hair, asking softly,

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

the tip of her

reminisced about her relationship with Robert.

Henry did was listen attentively and patiently, reflecting his high emotional