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.

anymore, so he dressed her in his shirt and

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

receptionist recognized them and

Crystal blushed slightly.

asked, “Is there a membership card?

receptionist promptly registered a membership card for him.

but remark, “There’s not going to

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

elicited a blush from Crystal, who was unwilling to

drove the car slowly.

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

woman’s hair was black, and her face was skinny.

her back. She swiftly straightened up to examine the woman better. Unfortunately, the

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

she leaned back in the seat. “I think I saw Clementine! Why would she be

“I’ll ask someone to

returned home, she was still feeling uneasy. It wasn’t until she drank the hot milk Henry prepared for her that she

headboard, Crystal appeared feeble under the

hotel right now.

sleep first before heading

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

examined the footage several times to make sure.

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

person on the other end replied

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

smiled, pressing her cheek into his palm. Maybe I was overthinking things and being too

had another

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,

her white pajamas contrasting heavily with the

turning his sight toward her,

his warm body with trerabling fingers,

tone It’s

hand tight

much as she hated him, she didn’t want

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

no matter how hard she

the blood-stained locket

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

ending his sentence, Robert smiled, his

blood floated upward and gradually faded

tried to hold on

vanished, he mouthed

Robert!” It was then Crystal awoke.

body was covered in sweat as

was pulled into someone’s

Crystal.” Henry gently patted her back, treating

shifted to stare at him.

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

his pajamas, she exclaimed agitatedly, “I saw Robert in my dream, Henry!”

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

up because she

she muttered, “In my dream, I saw him sitting in a car covered in blood. I

arms around his neck, sobbing, “He

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

of his life, she didn’t desire his death.

revealed her thoughts and emotions, Henry continued to pepper kisses

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

on his shoulder

his arms,

just like

Henry’s embrace was

asking softly, “What was it

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

kissed the tip of her nose. “I

softly reminisced about her relationship with

attentively and patiently, reflecting