Crystal’s One Night of Love novel Chapter 274

Chapter 274 Do You Not Love Me 

Henry wasn’t about to make his life difficult. 

As far as he could remember, he typically kept his distance from women, and it had been that way for years. Yet, he found himself now married to a youthful and attractive wife who was also carrying his unborn child. 

Just the thought of it was enough to make him excited. 

He didn’t love her, but his body was attracted to her. 

When Crystal regained her composure, he had already pinned her down at the end of the bed. 

With his innate instincts, he held her waist and kept pleasuring her. 

Crystal felt both embarrassed and afraid.. 

Afraid that Henry would harm their baby, she dared not go all out and get into the mood even though she wanted to be intimate with him. 

It didn’t go well. 

Henry whispered, “Don’t you love me? Why don’t you want me to touch you? Look at you. You don’t even respond to me.” 

Tears welled up in Crystal’s eyes as she turned away in mortification. “I’m pregnant. I don’t want to have sex with you.” 

Henry brushed a finger across her bump. She was pregnant with his child. If this wasn’t my baby. I would never want to have sex with a pregnant lady. 

For a couple to engage in sexual activity, there should be a mutual emotional connection and a shared desire. 

As she didn’t respond, he quickly lost interest and was about to roll away to head to the bathroom when a faint sound sounded at the door of the bedroom. 

Skyler poked her head through the door and called out adorably, “Mommy!” 

Crystal stiffened. 

Henry had gone hard on her a while ago. She responded weakly, “I’m here!” 

Her clothes were disheveled, but fortunately, the room was dimly lit. 

As parents, they quickly put their clothes on. 

Henry’s face was dark. He had never imagined that they would be interrupted by a child. 

Skyler was hugging something in her arms as she climbed onto the bed. 

The little girl nimbly climbed into her father’s arms and brandished her plastic stethoscope, placing it on Henry’s chest. “Grandpa said you’re sick, Daddy. I’ll treat you!” 

Henry was speechless. 

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The light was switched on. 

His cheeks carried a rosy tint from his previous arousal. Skyler gently tapped his cheek, assuming his flushed complexion was a result of illness. 

She attentively assessed her father’s well-being. 

Crystal was no better. She seized the opportunity to adjust her clothing and stealthily slipped into the 

bathroom. 

Henry clenched his teeth. I can’t believe she escaped that fast! 

Skyler looked at him innocently. “Daddy, your heartbeat is fast!” 

He must be sick! 

She pulled out a small bottle and poured out two colorful pills. “Take some medicine, Daddy!” 

Henry glanced at the bottle, realizing it was a bottle of rainbow candy. 

He would never eat something this sweet. 

Skyler gazed at him, seemingly at the brink of tears. She looked like a pitiful puppy. 

Henry’s expression froze. 

He clenched his jaw and forced himself to swallow the candy. Surprisingly, he found the level of sweetness. to be tolerable. 

Skyler patted his head. “Good job, Daddy!” 

It was obvious she craved for her father’s love. 

As Henry didn’t stop her, she decided to take her chance and presented a storybook. She passed it to him. then settled onto his lap, crossing her legs and letting them rest on Henry’s belly. 

The irresistible charm of this adorable being was hard to resist. 

Henry had never liked children. But perhaps he knew that Skyler was his offspring, or perhaps the little girl was too smart. He couldn’t bring himself to disappoint her. 

Leaning against the bedframe, he propped up the young girl and started reading the storybook. Due to his partial memory loss, his reading wasn’t entirely fluent. 

Skyler complained, “You don’t read as well as my previous daddy!” 

Previous daddy? 

Henry was caught off guard. It took him a moment to grasp that she was referring to him before he had experienced memory loss. 

He couldn’t imagine that he had once been a devoted husband, cherishing his wife and daughter deeply. 

Slowly, he read the fairytale until the little girl drifted off to sleep in his embrace. She radiated warmth. Despite her petite frame, she emitted a comforting heat, akin to a warm pad on a chilly autumn night. 

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Under the dim light, Henry fixed his gaze on the small girl nestled in his embrace. 

She appeared delicate and tender, her brown curls clearly inherited from Crystal. 

Yet, after merely spending half a day with her, he was certain that her spirited demeanor was reminiscent 

of his own. 

The need for a DNA test seemed unnecessary. He was convinced beyond doubt that she was his own child. 

Henry picked her up and placed her aside gently. He stared at her for a while before getting up and walking to the bathroom. 

Crystal was sitting inside, spacing out. 

She was still wearing the cotton floral dress. She had a beautiful side profile that aligned with his preferences. Moreover, her pregnancy added an extra touch of elegance to her appearance. He pondered how her figure would be even more remarkable if she weren’t pregnant. 

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have won his heart. 

After calming down, Henry was willing to be honest with her. 

He leaned against the wall and said calmly, “I remember you’re Robert’s ex-girlfriend. I know what happened after that, but I still can’t imagine that we’d get married and have children together…” 

Henry knew how picky he was. 

Back then, he was surrounded by many women, but none of them caught his attention. This left him bewildered about why his affection for her ran so deep and compelled him to witness Audrey’s sacrifice to ensure her safety. 

Crystal looked up and stared at him. 

He didn’t finish his sentence, but she knew what he meant. 

He knows Audrey is dead, but he has forgotten how evil she was. The only thing he remembers is that she cheated on 

him. 

As he had asked about Robert, Crystal knew that he was obviously suspecting that she had sex with Robert before they got together. 

She didn’t feel like explaining as she was exhausted. 

She was five months along, and her unborn child exhibited remarkable vitality. Despite her desire to rekindle Henry’s affection, she knew her main priority was giving birth safely. 

She said calmly, “Henry, I won’t agree to live separately. 

Accepting his suggestion of living separately would essentially amount to granting him unchecked. freedom