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

a gray sweater, which was nice and unobtrusive.

at the lobby to check out, it was 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 you again, Mr. Miller,

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 card for

but remark, “There’s not going to be

deposited the membership card in the glove compartment, tidied his sweater, and glanced at Crystal.

from Crystal, who was unwilling to continue

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

and her face

lot like Clementine, a chill ran down her back. She swiftly straightened up to examine the woman better. Unfortunately,

Henry inquired

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

her hand reassuringly. “I’ll ask someone to check the

she was still feeling uneasy. It

against the headboard, Crystal appeared feeble under the

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

to sleep first before heading to the study to

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

examined the footage several

expressed his gratitude to the person who provided him with the

on the other end replied politely.

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

she slumbered, she had

had been squashed by a large truck. When she looked at him through the window, she saw him covered in

her white pajamas contrasting heavily with the blood on Robert’s body

though barely. After turning his sight toward her, he

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

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

his hand tight

she didn’t want him to

with growing desperation. “Hold on, Robert.

hard she tried,

placed the blood-stained

small voice. “It’s yours now, Crystal. It’s time for me to go.”

Robert smiled,

and gradually faded away

on to him but couldn’t.

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

Robert! Robert!” It was then Crystal

covered in sweat as

was pulled into someone’s

just a nightmare, Crystal.” Henry gently patted her back, treating her like she was a baby.

his arms, Crystal shifted to stare at

her lips were quivering. Every detail of

exclaimed agitatedly, “I saw Robert

he cradled her. “It’s just a

she

“In my dream, I saw him sitting in a

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

if Robert would’ve lived if she

of his life, she didn’t desire

emotions, Henry continued

At the same time, he was aware of how much

on his

rested in his

to rain, just like the day Robert died.

embrace was warm.

he caressed her hair, asking softly,

used his arm as her pillow. I doubt

his head and kissed the tip of her nose. “I want

softly reminisced about her relationship

Henry did was listen attentively and