Crystal’s One Night of Love novel Chapter 354

Chapter 354 Not Feeling So Good 

Crystal was pleasantly surprised. 

Henry stood outside the car, gazing at her delighted countenance. 

Hoarsely, he inquired, “Do you like it?” 

Crystal’s face was almost buried in the roses as she spoke in a rare, sweet voice. “I do.” 

No woman would dislike receiving flowers from men. 

Henry smiled. 

After shutting the door, he dashingly went to the other side to board the vehicle. Then, the black sports car sped away under the streetlight like a shooting star. 

For a long while after that, Sylvester stood at the hotel entrance wordlessly. 

Inside the vehicle, Henry played a soothing song. 

Crystal had drunk a glass of champagne earlier, so she was feeling relaxed and slightly dizzy as she leaned against the seat. 

The traffic light ahead just so happened to turn red.. 

Henry stopped the car before tilting his head to gaze at her. “Do you want to go home or to the condominium?” 

The question sobered her a little as she buried her face in the roses, muttering, “Is anywhere fine? If it is, I want to stay at a hotel.” 

The atmosphere became slightly awkward as Henry continued to stare at her. 

A moment later, he unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned toward her. Crystal lifted her head, wanting to ask a question, but received a kiss on her lips instead. 

It was a long time before he pulled back and spoke hoarsely. “Do you know what you’re saying right now, Crystal?” 

Crystal was hugging the flowers with one arm and his neck with another.. 

It wasn’t easy to discern if she wanted to push him away or pull him closer. 

Suddenly, they heard a honking sound from behind them. 

Henry fastened his seatbelt and uttered in a sexy voice, The hotel it is, then!” 

It was likely because Crystal hadn’t been proactive for a long time that Henry felt exceptionally excited. He sped to the nearest five-star hotel and checked in as fast as possible. 

The moment the couple entered the presidential suite, Henry pressed Crystal against the door. 

He had been holding himself back for a while now, so he was a little rougher than usua!. 

Once was naturally not enough. 

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Henry carried her to the main bedroom, tossed her on the bed, and hastily removed her gown. A moment later, the white roses he gifted her landed on the purple gown on the floor. 

Their passion burned like an inferno inside the bedroom. 

They weren’t done until the early hours of the morning. 

Embracing Crystal, Henry kissed her. He was thoroughly satisfied, in body and mind. 

“What’s with you tonight?” he whispered beside her ear. 

Crystal laid her sweaty face on his shoulder. “It could be because of the champagne.” 

Again, Henry smooched her. 

Both of them knew they hadn’t taken any precautions that night, but neither wanted to salvage the situation. 

Winter was right around the corner, so the weather was quite chilly. As such, Crystal didn’t want to move away from Henry’s warm embrace. 

Henry was the same. 

After a while, Crystal urged, “We should return home now,” 

Henry kissed her, pretending to be dissatisfied. “It sucks to have kids. It’d be great if we could sleep until the morning after having sex, unlike now, when we must return home at midnight.” 

Despite his words, he still helped Crystal put on her clothes. 

She couldn’t wear her gown anymore, so he dressed her in his shirt and coat. 

He, on the other hand, simply had on a gray sweater, which was nice and unobtrusive. 

By the time they arrived at the lobby to check out, it was already half past one in the morning. The receptionist recognized them and didn’t ask too many questions. Upon swiftly helping them check out, she smiled. “I hope to see you again, Mr. Miller, Mrs. Miller.” 

Crystal blushed slightly. 

Meanwhile, Henry wasn’t at all ashamed. When he received the receipt, he casually asked, “Is there a membership card? Does it give me a discount the next time I’m here?” 

The receptionist promptly registered a membership card for him. 

When they returned to the car, Crystal couldn’t help but remark, “There’s not going to be a next time!” 

Henry deposited the membership card in the glove compartment, tidied his sweater, and glanced at Crystal. “Didn’t that feel great, Mrs. Miller? I thought our time there was amazing.” 

That elicited a blush from Crystal, who was unwilling to continue that topic. 

Henry drove the car slowly. 

Just as Crystal was about to rest her eyes, she inadvertently noticed a red sports car in the distance. A woman was sitting inside, peering at them emotionlessly. 

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The woman’s hair was black, and her face was skinny. 

When Crystal realized the woman looked a lot like Clementine, a chill ran down her back. She swiftly straightened up to examine the woman better. Unfortunately, the red sports car had taken a turn and 

drove away. 

Noticing her reaction, Henry inquired softly, “What’s the matter?” 

Crystal’s heart was racing as she leaned back in the seat. “I think I saw Clementine! Why would she be here. in the middle of the night? Was she intentionally following us?” 

Henry frowned before patting her hand reassuringly. “I’ll ask someone to check the security footage. 

tomorrow.” 

Crystal nodded but was struggling to calm down. Even when they returned home, she was still feeling uneasy. It wasn’t until she drank the hot milk Henry prepared for her that she felt better. 

Leaning against the headboard, Crystal appeared feeble under the dim lighting. 

Patting her head, Henry comforted, “I’ll call the hotel right now. No need to worry, okay?” 

He asked her to sleep first before heading to the study to make the call. 

Half an hour later, he obtained the surveillance footage of the hotel parking lot. There was a woman inside. the red sports car, but it wasn’t Clementine. 

Henry examined the footage several times to make sure. 

After that, he expressed his gratitude to the person who provided him with the footage. “Thanks for the help. I’ll treat you to a meal next time!” 

The person on the other end replied politely. 

Upon returning to the bedroom, Henry noticed Crystal wasn’t sleeping yet. Again, he patted her head. “I checked, and it wasn’t Clementine. It’s just someone who resembles her.” 

Crystal smiled, pressing her cheek into his palm. Maybe I was overthinking things and being too anrious. 

As she slumbered, she had another nightmare starring Robert. 

In the nightmare, she saw an endless, dimly lit road. Robert’s car had been squashed by a large truck. When she looked at him through the window, she saw him covered in blood and immobile. In his hand was the locket, glinting slightly in the night.. 

She approached the vehicle, her white pajamas contrasting heavily with the blood on Robert’s body 

He was still conscious, though barely. After turning his sight toward her, he stretched his arm out “Crystal!” 

Crystal squatted and touched his warm body with trerabling fingers, exclaiming pantckily, “I’ll help you call an ambulance!” 

Instead of moving. Robert spoke in a melancholic tone It’s too late, Crystal! It’s already too late!” 

Crystal held his hand tight 

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As much as she hated him, she didn’t want him to die. 

She started dragging him out of the car with growing desperation. “Hold on, Robert. I’ll save you….” 

To her dismay, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t move him. 

Crystal wept as he placed the blood-stained locket in her palm. 

Peering at her, he spoke in a small voice. “It’s yours now, Crystal. It’s time for me to go.” 

Upon ending his sentence, Robert smiled, his body gradually becoming translucent. 

His blood floated upward and gradually faded away as well. 

Crystal tried to hold on to him but couldn’t. 

Right before he vanished, he mouthed three words, “I love you.” 

“Robert! Robert! Robert!” It was then Crystal awoke. 

Her body was covered in sweat as Robert’s name lingered on her lips. 

Abruptly, she was pulled into someone’s warm embrace, 

“It’s just a nightmare, Crystal.” Henry gently patted her back, treating her like she was a baby. 

In his arms, Crystal shifted to stare at him. 

There were tears at the edge of her eyes, and her lips were quivering. Every detail of the nightmare was still fresh in her mind. 

Gripping onto his pajamas, she exclaimed agitatedly, “I saw Robert in my dream, Henry!” 

Henry continued to reassure her as he cradled her. “It’s just a dream, Crystal. It’s just a dream.” 

Crystal teared up because she was genuinely frightened. 

Pressing her cheek to his chest, she muttered, “In my dream, I saw him sitting in a car covered in blood. I tried to grab him, but he disappeared.” 

She tightly wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing, “He gave me a locket in the dream.” 

Crystal felt a little guilty because she wondered if Robert would’ve lived if she had accepted the locket. 

Though she didn’t want to be a part of his life, she didn’t desire his death. 

As Crystal revealed her thoughts and emotions, Henry continued to pepper kisses on her. 

He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a tad upset that his wife dreamed about her past, dead lover. At the same time, he was aware of how much she was traumatized by Robert’s death. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had that nightmare and mistaken someone else for Clementine. “How about we visit an abbot tomorrow 

Crystal lay on his shoulder wordlessly. 

Even as she rested in his arms, she couldn’t sleep. 

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Then, it started to rain, just like the day Robert died. 

However, Henry’s embrace was warm. 

Like her, he didn’t sleep. Ultimately, he caressed her hair, asking softly, “What was it like when you were with him?” 

“You don’t want to know.” Crystal used his arm as her pillow. I doubt he’ll be happy to listen to it. 

Henry lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose. “I want to.” 

Snuggling with him, Crystal softly reminisced about her relationship with Robert. 

All Henry did was listen attentively and patiently, reflecting his high emotional quotient. 

Even he could feel that Robert had been in love with Crystal back then but missed the chance to be together. 

Feeling a wave of complicated emotions, Henry lowered his head and saw his wife had fallen asleep. 

He hoped that if she dreamed about Robert again, it’d be when they were still back at university, to a time when there were no horrible accidents, only libraries, bicycles, and maple trees. 

Of course, he’d be jealous if Crystal was reliving her first love again. 

However, Robert was dead and would only forever live in her memories, so it didn’t bother Henry too much. 

If she didn’t feel anything, she wouldn’t have accepted Sylvester’s flower. 

Gently, Henry left the bed to avoid waking Crystal up. He stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, silently enjoying the view of the rain. 

At that moment, he was thinking about his relationship with Crystal. 

It was getting better, but there were additional regrets that only he could process, 

For example, Audrey’s and Lara’s matters. 

Much like how only Crystal could deal with her feelings regarding those two by herself, only he could face his thoughts on Robert alone.