Crystal's One Night of Love

Henry drove back to the condominium, but Crystal was not there.

He flung all the doors open in search of her. “Crystal!”

Alas, all the rooms were empty.

Just when he was about to go downstairs to look for her, the click of the front door opening. drifted into the air. On the heels of that, Crystal stepped in.

It was a night during autumn, so she had put on a jacket before heading out.

The jacket was oversized-his baseball uniform during university. It looked incredibly mesmerizing on Crystal, especially when it bared her fair and slender legs.

Henry’s brows were creased deeply.

There were only two more days to go, and his nerves were stretched taut. He was afraid that something would happen to her.

Consequently, his tone was inexorably harsh. “Where did you go?”

Crystal was promptly taken aback.

A long moment later, she answered softly, “I cooked a lot of food tonight, but you didn’t come home for dinner, so I fed it to the puppy downstairs.”

Henry’s expression remained as grim as ever.

His eyes were fixed on her, his voice hoarse. “Don’t go running around these two days.”

With that said, he went into the study.

He needed to calm down as he was too tense. While he wanted to be amicable, it was simply too difficult to do so when the success or failure of things would come to light in another two days.

The lights were all turned off in the study.

He sat there and smoked quietly, wondering how the passing of time would correspond in real life compared to his dream.

Worry for Crystal beleaguered him.

At the same time, he was also concerned about their third child.

It was a girl, and he gave her the name Aurora Miller because he wanted her to be as noble as a princess upon birth.

His emotions were a turbulent mess, leading to the ashtray on the table overflowing with cigarette butts.

All of a sudden, the door swung open with a creak.

under the illumination of the dim light, settling. herself into his arms. She plastered herself against

and felt aggrieved when ignored

anything wrong,” she

threw herself into his arms, he

She’s actually wearing a silk nightgown.

strap, his voice so raspy that it was as though he had swallowed hot sand, yet it

kissed him on

coming a little breathlessly. “Are

caressed her slender

was also a ball of stress on the of detonating.

to vent his stress was to bed a woman.

in his arms was his wife.

her ruby lips parted a fraction. Seizing that opportunity, he invaded her mouth and kissed her. As their passions ran high, he tightened his arm around her waist and

mewled, sounding just like

the couch and kissed her to his

the critical juncture, he abruptly

arms and coaxed her tenderly. However, Crystal propped herself up. stunningly beautiful under the dim lights. Staring at him with a gentle look, she purred. “Didn’t you say I’m yours, Henry? Since we’re destined to

young, but she

money was

of his wealth, she did not doubt his

gazed down at her, his Adam’s apple bobbing

impulsiveness

the bedroom and the bed where they were intimate. for the first time in the real world. In his dream, however, he bedded her four years in advance.

of intimacy, Crystal went out like a light as her young body could not withstand being put through

eluded Henry.

the condominium, racking his brain about leaving something that would make life

late at night, but he

to handle the subsequent matters.

best diamond ring in Barnwood and had it

the morning, he lifted the covers and slipped

around and wrapped her arms around his

some important matters.” The man’s voice was

into his arms, Crystal rubbed against him lightly.

plastered herself against his chest and

her head, he coaxed,

Crystal was quite demanding at

he only sleep with her in this lifetime. As she spoke, she sounded

Henry said nothing.

threw her head back and looked up

that precise moment, the man slipped a cold diamond ring

for a moment.