Crystal’s One Night of Love
Chapter 259

Chapter 259 How Naughty Of You

Two days later, Skyler was discharged from the hospital.

David hosted a family banquet and invited Alfred since the latter was on a business trip in Barnwood. Unexpectedly, the man turned up.

He even brought a lot of toys for Berthold.

Unfortunately, Berthold was not close to him. The little boy clung to Melora with shyness written all over his face.

Disappointment swamped Alfred.

He bore his eyes into Melora with a dark look in them, "Speak of me more often. Berthold thinks I'm a

stranger.

At the side, Julia smiled faintly. "Just interact with him more. Berthold is incredibly obedient!"

David was indescribably magnanimous. He called Alfred over for a drink. Henry was there as well.

Alfred was no fool.

David was an old-timer who was beyond adaptable. Alfred had a son with Melora, yet he could remain pleasant with him. It was definitely not for Crystal's sake but for the resources in Coldbridge. After all, it would merely require his signature or a word from him.

Intending to make amends, Alfred naturally agreed without hesitation. He ended up plied with liquor by the duo in turns. It had been more than ten years since he had last gotten drunk. Indeed, no one had the audacity to offer him alcohol.

Whenever he socialized, it had always been his secretary and assistant who helped to drink on his behalf." He never had to do so himself.

When he left, Crystal saw him to his car.

She watched as he drove off into the distance before returning to her car where Henry was waiting.

The man stood beside the car, puffing away quietly with his head tilted back, looking elegant and handsome.

Walking over to him, Crystal remarked in amusement, "You and Dad made a great team! Uncle Alfred drank almost a pound of liquor!"

Henry eyed her and chuckled. "You feel bad for him?" Pinching her cheek, he added, "That isn't allowed! Even if he's your uncle, I forbid it!"

Crystal knew that he had always been jealous in nature. He would be envious as long as the other person was a man. As such, she did not bother taking offense to him. Swinging open the car door, she ushered him into the vehicle. "Le's go home! Skyler will be spending the night here. We'll come and pick her tomorrow night."

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Henry wrapped an arm around her slender waist and murmured, "It's a deliberate arrangement on Mom and Dad's part to give us time alone. Shall we make a baby tonight, Crystal?"

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Words cluded Crystal.

Good Lord! The driver is still in the car, but he has already shrugged off his inhibitions.

"You're drunk, Henry!" she hissed.

Henry pushed her into the car, but he did not behave after getting into the vehicle. He gently traced his sizeable palm along her leg. Then, he cradled her ankle and rubbed her heel lightly. Crystal's heart skipped a beat.

In the dark interior of the car, all that existed were the sounds of their breathing and the pure masculine smell emanating from him.

She thought he would take advantage of her, but a long moment later, he leaned against her shoulder and asked softly, "Were you scared when you drove the previous time?"

Her leg had been injured, and there might likely be a problem when she braked, which would cause the car to barrel ahead. Even after so many days had passed, fear lingered within Henry. Following that question, a wealth of warmth suffused Crystal.

She turned and kissed him on the bridge of his nose. "I didn't think much at that time."

Henry placed her leg down, then lay on her lap and hugged her around the waist.

In the few years Crystal had been with him, she had never seen that side of him. He appeared a touch fragile. She could not help reaching out and stroking his handsome face even as he gazed up at her. At that instant, their feelings were on the same page.

Suddenly, Crystal grew unprecedently bold. While the driver was still in front, she could not resist kissing

him.

She tenderly explored his mouth.

Henry hooked his arms around her neck and deepened the kiss. The driver was in front, so everything was done stealthily. It was very much thrilling..

They kissed until they were both turned on. With his lips resting against hers, he whispered, "How naughty of you, Crystal!"

"Do you like it, then?"

"I love it!"

The driver drove steadily, but a shade of spread to the tips

Half an hour later, the car slowly drove into the mansion.

his ears.

Henry sat up and ordered solemnly, "Drive the car into the garage."

"Sure, Mr. Miller," the driver replied.

The black car slowly drove into the underground parking. As soon as it came to a stop, the driver swung open the car door and took off.

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In the dark interior of the car, the couple was in a lip-lock.

Sitting on his lap. Crystal tilted her head back, her graceful neck drawing a beautiful curve. Henry could not help leaning over and kissing her. As they kissed wildly, their clothes were all messy.

With her arms around him, Crystal bit her lower lip lightly. "Let's take this to the bedroom!"

Henry gently grasped her brown hair and leaned over to kiss her, his voice growing indistinct. "I can't wait anymore. Let's do it once here first!"

By the time Crystal woke up in the morning, Henry was no longer in bed.

The pillow beside her had a slight dent, on which lay a stalk of rose.

Her entire body relaxed.

She cast her mind back to the madness last night, a sense of sweetness imbuing her. With her daughter away, she could savor the moment while plastering her face against his pillow.

A blush stained her face. She had never expected herself to crave him so much.

During the depths of passion last night, Henry had pinned her down and teased her relentlessly. "You're at such an age now, Crystal. How did you survive the past three years? How did you alleviate the ache when you missed me?"

He loved talking dirty while in bed.

In the past, Crystal had thought that she would be repulsed. However, she was highly aroused when he said all that with his head buried in her neck.

Just as her desire rose, her phone rang.

It was a call from Henry. His voice was exceedingly gentle, making it seem as if he was purring in her ear. "Help me replace a document, Crystal. Jamie will come over to collect it in a while." Crystal murmured an agreement.

Henry surmised that she was still in bed, and his voice grew even more tender. "Does it hurt?"

Crystal's face flamed.

It went without saying that she would never answer that. "I'll go and look for the document!"

Henry was probably alone in his office, for he had deliberately said something rather explicit to her. Crystal could no longer stand it and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, she donned a robe and went into his study.

Having found the document, she was planning to leave when a folder grabbed her attention. The cover was a leather bag, making it look like an investigative report.

She wavered for moment, but ultimately, she opened it.

When she saw its contents, sheer surprise flooded her. She slowly plopped down on the chair.

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The name on the document read: Christopher Ziegler.

It turned out that Christopher had Rh-negative blood.

At that exact moment, the housekeeper came upstairs and reported, "Mrs. Miller, Jamie is here. She said she came to collect a document."

Logically speaking, Crystal should go downstairs in person. But when she glanced down and noticed the marks on her body, she decided to have the housekeeper hand the document to Jamie and apologize on her behalf.

Downstairs, the housekeeper handed the document to Jamie.

In no time, Jamie left in her car.

Upon returning to Seeas Corporation, she handed the document to Henry. At the same time, she was a tad puzzled. This document isn't urgent. Why did Mr. Miller want me to go and collect it today? Henry sat behind the desk in a classic black and white suit. Holding the document in his hand, he asked in a seemingly airy manner. "Did Crystal say anything?"

Jamie studied the man and noticed two distinct scratches on his neck, which made it clear that he had a wild time last night.

She cleared her throat softly. "She didn't come downstairs."

Henry had also realized that. He waved a hand lightly, dismissing her.

After the door slammed shut, he leaned back against the leather chair and swiveled slowly.

Crystal has likely seen it. How will she react when I return home at night?