Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 380 Sweet Love 

It was late at night, and the mansion was silent.

Henry unbuttoned his clothes as he slowly walked up the stairs. The housekeepers were already asleep and only left one light switched on.

In the bedroom on the east side of the second floor, he gently pushed the door open and was greeted by a warm and inviting glow.

Crystal wasn’t asleep yet. Clad in thick pajamas, she was reading a script on the couch.

Henry gently closed the door.

“Are the kids asleep? Did they drink something warm before going to bed?”

Crystal put her script away and raised her head to look at him.

Henry approached her, intending to give her a kiss, but thought better of it. “Let me take a shower first,” he said in a low voice.

Crystal wanted to get up to prepare supper for him, but he stopped her from doing so.

“Stay here. I’ll cook some spaghetti myself later.”

With that, he went to take a shower..

After taking a shower, he sensed that the somber scent he had picked up from the rented house had dissipated somewhat. Feeling improved, he joined Crystal and settled beside her, sharing a tender embrace for a brief while.

As he had taken a shower, he was clad in trousers and a clean shirt.

Crystal knew him well enough. He would tense up whenever his thoughts were occupied.

She leaned on his shoulders and asked, “What happened?”

“It’s nothing,” Henry responded as he touched her cheek gently.

Henry proceeded downstairs to prepare some spaghetti and brought a plate back upstairs for Crystal. However, she wasn’t particularly hungry as she had indulged in some nutritious broth earlier and was also conscious of maintaining her figure. Despite her pregnancy, she couldn’t eat as freely as she wished.

Henry knew her well.

He felt better as he ate the plate of spaghetti beside her.

Crystal kept him company, observing his face under the lights. He would turn thirty-six after the New Year. Despite his age, he only bore a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, adding a touch of maturity to his appearance.

Crystal reached out to touch the corner of his eyes gently.

Henry paused briefly before he resumed eating his spaghetti. “Do you want to do it again? We just did it once in the evening

As he spoke, he caressed her bulging belly.

Crystal’s face burned, and her heart pounded wildly.

Though she initially intended to push him away, when her hand met his warm palm, she found herself unable to carry out her plan. Softly, she uttered, “Please, stop.”

Henry chuckled before finishing his spaghetti.

He cleared the mess before bringing Crystal to the couch, allowing her to lean against him while he gently combed her hair with his fingers.

It was a pleasant and comforting moment for both of them, and Crystal felt at ease.

Leaning against his shoulder, she whispered, “Henry, you’ve changed a lot!”

“In what way?”

“For example, you wouldn’t have eaten spaghetti here at the coffee table. You used to be pretty particular.”

Henry patted her cheek and flashed an affectionate smile.

Crystal buried her face in his chest, and after a prolonged silence, she mumbled, “Can you tell me now what happened?”

Henry hadn’t initially intended to divulge details about the dark events, but he knew they were connected, to her.

be honest with her. “Crystal, I have a suspicion that the incident) with the chandelier falling from the ceiling was not a coincidence. It appears someone had

Crystal asked as she sat

was a little messy. Using her fingers, she began to comb her hair in an alluring

about something serious, but

denser during pregnancy. Why did you become smarter, though? I guess my IQ must’ve balanced it out,” he

was both embarrassed and furious. “We’re talking about

person died

go down her

on his guard, killing him so effortlessly wouldn’t be easy. She must have other tricks up her

gaze lit up, for their line of

in the way their thoughts seemed to align without the

was about to speak

“The prosecutor has updates. They discovered a drug in that man’s stomach, which could’ve caused his death. Otherwise, it’s highly unlikely that an adult man could be

the

glanced at Crystal, who seemed to be

Henry pinched

that, Crystal fixed her gaze on him and told him, “I was thinking

slightly, but he remained

couldn’t stand it and asked, “Why are you staring

softly. “Are you not

leaned into his

to the falling snow outside. Crystal

“I’m pregnant with your child.

chuckled in

reminisce about the foolish things

responded with a soft

“Miss Hopper called earlier today to inform me that Sylvester is going in for his second

didn’t say no.

but he had indeed saved

her there, but she said gently, “It’s not necessary. I know you’re busy. Edith can stay with

Henry couldn’t keep her locked up at home just

He agreed readily.

Ingrid to visit Sylvester

injured, but Mr. Miller hired a foreign doctor to treat him. They say his face

Crystal said nothing.

could potentially be restored to eighty percent, it would still be challenging for

said, “His dream wasn’t actually to become an

out a smile..

upon entering,

already won over Sylvester’s mother. His mother appeared worried and continuously wiped away her tears. It

frowned and whispered in Crystal’s ear, “I think she

Crystal knew

early to unsettle her. Crystal didn’t have any objections to Clementine contacting the Sloan family,

resolved to take action.

gestured for Ingrid to come over and

and teased, “I can’t believe you came out with that.

smiled in response.

Clementine put her

who harmed Crystal and Sylvester. So what? Crystal doesn’t know anything, and Sylvester’s mother is foolish

her son had been injured

the accident, and he had mixed emotions. He was glad that she was there, but he also harbored resentment toward her for taking so long to

love with her, Crystal knew she had to

lunch box, and a delicious smell wafted

so I’ve

tone, she subtly conveyed her

expression relaxed.

way for her. “Why don’t you feed

him. While he savored the food, she commented, “This oatmeal looks quite tasty. I think if

can cook it every day and ask my driver

added that it was too much

thought it was fine to cook for Sylvester a few

Crystal didn’t insist.

Sylvester, whose face was concealed by bandages, leaving only his eyes visible. He appeared more subdued than his usual self and didn’t seem

said softly, “I didn’t regret

halted beside the door as sadness washed

of stress to be the recipient of affection but unable to reciprocate, particularly when the person in question was

the end, she sighed aloud. “I’ll visit you a few

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