Crystal’s One Night of Love
Chapter 308

Chapter 308 You Are My Wife

Crystal awoke the following morning with a faint impression that she had a dream.

In her dream, Henry had regained his memories and said to her tenderly, "Crystal, I'm back."

She sat up and touched the corners of her eyes to discover tears.

When Henry entered the bedroom with breakfast and saw that she was crying, he asked in a husky voice, "Why are you crying?" He walked over, set the breakfast on the bedside table, and touched her forehead. "Your temperature has gone down."

Crystal looked straight at him.

Her slightly reddish nose not only made her appear pitiful, but it could also elicit sympathy from men. Henry said in a deep voice, "Don't look at me like this. I fear I won't be able to control myself."

Crystal's lips quivered, but she ultimately lacked the courage to voice her curiosity.

A while later, she managed to collect herself enough to ask, "What brings you here?"

Henry stuffed a pillow behind her back and brought over the bowl of oatmeal, intending to feed her. Crystal refused and took the bowl from him. Only after having two spoonfuls did she remember she had not brushed her teeth.

Her expression was rather cute.

Henry could not resist reaching out and gently pinched her cheek. "Since this is a special case, I can go easy on you!"

Crystal shook her head. "I have no appetite."

I'm still curious as to why he's here...

Henry leaned toward her, his handsome face so close to hers that their breaths mingled. His dark

eyes bore into hers, but his tone was strangely tender. "Is there anything good about getting a divorce? You're so ill, but you have to endure it alone!"

Crystal wanted to move away, but he moved behind her and wrapped an arm around her slender waist, caressing it slowly.

His actions were not spurred by lust, merely the desire to have her all to himself.

Crystal had to confess his good looks and gentle advances made it hard for her to resist him. Still, she remained unyielding as she said, "I can let someone else take care of me."

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"You mean Ryan? Or that pretty boy Stefan? Crystal, are they as good as me in your eyes? If so, why did you reject them?"

His tightened grip on her caused her to feel a little breathless, and the familiar feeling of nausea came back.

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noticed that her face had turned green and loosened his grip slightly. He poured her a glass of water before feeding her medicine. Crystal broke out in a sweat.

She suddenly recalled that she had arranged to view a land with someone.

Henry held her and said, "Wait until you've recovered. I'll go in your place." Crystal froze slightly.

Just then, someone outside knocked on the door. Ryan's voice drifted in.

Henry looked at Crystal and saw her staring back at him.

After a while, he got up and strode toward the door. Crystal called out to him. "Don't open. it..."

Henry snorted. "Are you ashamed of being seen together with me?" With that, he opened the

door.

Ryan was indeed standing outside, carrying a set of breakfast.

The atmosphere grew somewhat awkward when he came face to face with Henry, but he quickly flashed a faint smile. "Is Miss Winters feeling better now?"

"Her fever has subsided, but she's still quite tired."

Henry took a step back, allowing Ryan to enter.

The latter nodded and set the breakfast down.

He spotted the breakfast on the bedside table, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

He knew he did not stand a chance from the start, not just because of Crystal's subtle. rejection but also because Henry was the one who had recruited and given him the opportunity in the first place. It could well be said that Ryan would not be where he was presently without Henry.

He could not bring himself to do something overly treacherous.

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Subsequently, he discussed the land with Henry, while Crystal listened quietly in the bedroom.

She eventually fell asleep, but her last thought was that she seemed to have regained the feeling of having someone to rely on just like the time she had risked it all and knocked Audrey over. It was not that she was not afraid, but she had someone holding her hands and saying to her, "Don't be afraid, Crystal."

Only Henry could give her this sense of security and make her want to surrender herself to

him.

Crystal slept all day in the hotel.

As night descended, the reddish glow of the setting sun was a magnificent sight to behold.

After taking a shower, Crystal felt much more relaxed.

The door clicked open from the outside, and Henry entered, carrying two packed meals. "Do you feel better?"

Crystal turned around and stared at him silently.

Having been with him for half a year since he lost his memories, she thought she knew him well, but she was not sure anymore. What's on Henry's mind now? Is he being attentive to me simply to restore our marriage? Also... was last night a dream?

Henry saw through the struggle on her expression and smiled lightly. "You're the mother of my two children, and I have no plans to remarry for now. Is it strange for me to treat you well?"

Crystal walked over to the small dining table quietly and sat down.

She was a little hungry.

After unpacking the food, Henry could not help but remark as he watched her eat, "You're so well-behaved when you're hungry. You're going to start ignoring me again once you're full, aren't you?" Crystal had to hand it to him for being able to make such suggestive remarks about a meal.

She shot him a glare.

Henry smiled and proceeded to tell her his thoughts after viewing the land earlier. Het possessed excellent taste and was very convincing when he spoke. Even with Crystal's current modest achievement, she still marveled at his ability.

In the end, he said, "But the other party has some unresolved matters, so I suggest that since

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this piece of land is over four hundred million, it's not worth acquiring."

The figure was about the same as Crystal's limit, so she merely responded with a hum.

Henry could not resist stroking her brown hair as he observed her in her bathrobe. "Now you're well-behaved like a young mother."

Crystal stiffened at his action.

She looked up at him, but he remained calm and nonchalant as if nothing had happened.

After dinner, Henry did not pester her and even requested another suite across from hers. Crystal knew that Ryan had gone to his room that night to work overtime.

Late at night, Crystal threw herself on the soft bed, feeling as if she was going crazy.

The next day, she could not hold herself back from knocking on Henry's door, eager to get

some answers.

When the door opened, she saw Henry standing in the doorway without any expression on his face or any clothes on his body.

He was naked from the waist up, with only a towel wrapped around his lower body.

Drops of water from the tips of his hair slid down his chiseled features to the towel under his lower abdomen before evaporating under the intense heat.

Crystal gulped.

Henry wiped his hair with a towel and asked casually, "Don't we have a business dinner to attend? Why aren't you getting ready?"

He stepped aside a little to let her in.

Crystal leaned against the door while Henry picked up the cigarette pack at the foot of the bed, pulled out a cigarette, and lighted it.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and asked, "Is something wrong?"

After much hesitation, Crystal asked softly. "Did you regain your memory?"

Henry pinched the cigarette butt and took a drag. "I can remember a little."

Crystal's emotions surged within her.

He said he could remember a little...

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She wanted to ask him what he remembered, but she could not get the words out. She felt he was keeping her at arm's length. He seems to be pursuing me, yet he also seems to be treating me as his ex-wife. He's good at messing with people's feelings.

She did not speak, and neither did he. He simply looked at her as he finished smoking.

Finally, he approached her and murmured, "We'll take it slow."

Crystal's lips trembled.

Henry gently stroked her lips. "I want you so badly that my body hurts, but I know resent it. I'll treat you well, so we'll take it slow this time, okay?"

Crystal lifted her head, tears welling up in her eyes.

Henry pulled her into a gentle embrace.

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He stroked her hair and said tenderly, "I'm sorry, Crystal. I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have forgotten about you."

She stiffened in his embrace but could not bear to push him away.

I'm stuck with him for life...

In the end, nothing happened.

They did not engage in anything intimate and merely hugged each other for a moment. After a long while, Crystal said in a nasal voice, "I'm going back to change." Henry opened the door for her, but as she walked out, he grabbed her wrist. "Crystal!"

Her eyes were misty.

Henry's hand slid down and gently caressed the diamond ring on her ring finger. It was the 52-carat diamond he had slid onto her finger in Coldbridge.

"Don't reject me again, Crystal."

Crystal scurried away.

Henry stood there silently. Indeed, he wanted to make her stay, but aside from saving their marriage and his desire and inexplicable possessiveness of her, there were also other reasons.

When he caressed the diamond ring, the tips of Crystal's ears had turned scarlet.

That kind of instinctive shyness made his heart flutter and made him jealous.

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Half an hour later, they set out from the hotel.

The CEO of the other company was particularly hospitable. Unaware of Henry and Crystal's relationship, he had thoughtfully arranged two young and beautiful girls for Ryan and Henry. Apparently, the pretty girls were art school students.

Ryan did not think it was appropriate to refuse since he was trying to conform to local practices, so he allowed the young girl to sit beside him.

Henry, on the other hand, draped an arm over Crystal's shoulders and said, "Mr. Zahn, it's not that I don't want to relax, but I can't because my wife is strict. Even on a business trip, she still sticks close to me!" The CEO was taken aback and quickly downed three glasses of alcohol as a gesture of apology to Crystal.

Not knowing what to say, Crystal merely smiled faintly.

Henry had consumed quite a bit of alcohol that night. Fortunately, the contract was successfully negotiated while they were drinking. Crystal found it surprising as she had always assumed Henry was only suitable for doing that on formal occasions.

I didn't expect him to be good at negotiations over drinking.

Ryan had also drunk a lot. As he was not a good drinker, he was helped back to the hotel halfway through the meal.

By the time the meal was over, Henry was pretty much drunk.

The driver helped him into the car. Crystal sat beside him, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Henry was drunk, but not completely drunk.

He reached out and patted her. "That's the way it is in the south, especially real estate development. If you don't get them drunk, you won't get the contract signed!"

Crystal turned to look at him.

Even though it was dark inside the car, she could still see his flushed face. He looked sexy.

"Why are you helping me?" Crystal asked.

A prolonged silence ensued in the car...

Henry covered his face with his arm, closed his eyes, and said softly, "You're my wife. Do you

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think I can bear to watch you downing drinks just to seal a deal? You were sick. Shouldn't I care about you?"