Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 348 The Start Of Their Cold War 

Crystal could not help but burst into tears. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

After all, she had been too passive in this relationship.

They had fought plenty of times, yet there were many times she compromised. Although she had feelings for him, she felt guilty, for Henry had only lost his memories because of her.

He sacrificed his life for her before, and that was why no matter what Lara did that annoyed Crystal, she could only choose to forgive him.

She had no other choice.

Bending down, she picked up the pills one by one and placed them back in the bottle.

There were a lot of tiny white pills.

So much so that she wondered if she could end everything if she swallowed them. Will I stop getting caught in a dilemma of whether or not I love Henry? Will I not have to face his criticisms anymore?

Nonetheless, their cold war did not affect the children.

-Crystal woke up early in the morning.

Just then, Henry stepped out of the opposite guest room in the same clothes he wore last night. When he saw the faint dark circles under Crystal’s eyes, he said softly, “I’ll send Skyler to school later.”

That simple sentence told her he intended to put up with it and carry on with life.

With a gentle hum of acknowledgment, Crystal went on to make breakfast for the children as usual.

During breakfast, Skyler asked for both her parents to send her to school in an adorable manner.

As Crystal lifted her gaze, she met Henry’s by accident.

He had taken a shower and dressed up in a suit. At that moment, there was dark look in his eyes.

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Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Crystal was about to coax Skyler when Henry voiced, “Let’s go together. It’s a rare opportunity, anyway. I’ll send you home later.

Crystal was rather surprised, but she still responded with a nod.

After glancing between her parents, Skyler tugged at her mother’s hand. “Do you like the card Remi and I gave you, Mommy?”

“I love it!” chirped Crystal while planting a kiss on the little girl’s cheeks.

Crystal then pressed her cheek against Skyler’s, unwilling to let the latter go.

In the meantime, Henry watched the woman in silence.

After breakfast, Crystal headed upstairs to get changed. She chose a silk shirt and a fishtail skirt. Just as she had taken off her clothes and was about to get dressed, the door opened.

Henry was slightly taken aback, but he slowly shut the door.

Meanwhile, Crystal continued to put on her clothes.

As she bent over, the protrusions of her spine on her fair back was an enticing sight.

Leaning against the door, Henry said, “Jamie says you made an appointment with the psychiatrist.”

Crystal buttoned up her shirt and pulled out her coffee-colored hair from under her collar. After brushing it, she looked up at Henry and said, “I’m not going. I’ve got something else on later.”

Never would she see the psychiatrist again.

At that, she walked past him and out of the bedroom.

Immediately, Henry grabbed her hand, calling out, “Crystal!”

Crystal gently tugged her hand out of his and said calmly, “How about this, Henry? Let’s not force ourselves anymore. Let’s live our lives however we want to.”

Pausing briefly, she continued, “I’ll respect your decision.”

As she walked along the corridor, Henry’s voice rang out behind her, “I won’t let go of you!”

“Suit yourself!”

With that, Crystal leaned against the wall for a few seconds.

Clementine simply brought up a tiny part of my past, yet Henry can’t even handle it. Sure, he claims that I don’t love him, but he doesn’t love the current me either. Who he loves is the Crystal who used to belong to him completely.

Crystal let out a self-deprecating laugh.

When she reached the parking lot, she got into the car.

Instead of sitting in the front passenger seat, Crystal sat beside Skyler. Throughout the journey, the former spoke to the little girl gently, occasionally discussing the children’s matters with Henry.

Alas, Skyler had yet to learn the art of realizing when the adults were hiding something.

When Skyler got out of the car to head into her kindergarten, both Henry and Crystal stood side by side to send the former off. After some time, Henry walked over to the car and opened the door to the front passenger seat, indicating for Crystal to get in.

As Crystal settled herself into the seat, she said softly, “Drop me off at the intersection up ahead. I’ll take a cab.”

Henry observed the traffic ahead and lit a cigarette.

“Where are you going? I’ll take you there.”

Hence, Grystal told him her destination. Without saying anything, Henry drove the car straight to the location.

As she got out of the car, Crystal uttered, “Thanks.”

Grabbing her hand gently, Henry scoffed. “Crystal, we’re married. Since when do you have to thank me for dropping you off? Are we that distant?”

Crystal returned to her seat, trying hard to suppress her anger.

“Henry, if you want to preserve this marriage, then let’s not be so sarcastic with each other. Of course, if that’s not what you want, then feel free to express your dissatisfaction.”

A dead silence filled the car.

Seconds later, Henry stepped on the gas pedal lightly.

Perhaps Crystal’s right. We’ll be happier if we don’t restrain each other. We can bring up the kids together, and upon meeting younger and more good-looking people….

Unwilling to continue with those thoughts, Henry hit the steering wheel lightly.

Instantly, the car’s sharp honk sounded.

Soon, he brought Crystal to the entertainment building. The second Crystal stepped out, he drove off.

Evidently, he was angry.

Meanwhile, Crystal stood there for quite some time before entering the building.

In the afternoon, Crystal went to pick up the kids.

While she was making dinner, the housekeeper said, “Mrs. Miller, Mr. Miller just called to say he won’t be coming back for dinner tonight.”

Crystal was stirring the batter when she heard that. She paused her task and asked, “Did he say what time he’ll be home?”

Sadly, the housekeeper shook her head.

After telling the housekeeper to leave, Crystal remained in a daze for some time before continuing with

her task. Skyler wanted to have some cake, and Crystal had rromised to bake the girl a pretty one.

Let’s wait until the kids are older.

Just like that, Crystal watched over the children all by herself. When dinner was over, she taught Skyler how to play the piano. Remi, who already knew how to walk, swayed his head while leaning against the piano for support.

After playing for some time, Skyler left her seat to hug her little brother.

It was already ten o’clock at night by the time the children were asleep. Still, Henry did not return.

Crystal lay on the bed in silence after taking a shower.

He rarely attended social gatherings until so late after we remarried. Is this the side effect of our fight?

At that moment, Henry was in a club.

It was an insignificant business social event, so he had been planning to leave at nine.

However, the phones of the people around him kept ringing.

Someone said, “I’ll be home soon!”

Another said, “You’re overthinking it. It’s just a social event. There aren’t any young women.”

Yet another person said, “Yes, yes. I’ll make it up to you when I get home.”

The men who were busy dealing with their wives at home each put down their phones, appearing frustrated. “Sorry about that. She’s really strict.”

Ironically, they embraced a young woman while saying that.

Just then, someone complimented Henry.

“Mr. Miller’s different from us. What’s more impressive is that his wife didn’t even give him a single call. She must have great trust in him.”

The rest chortled in acknowledgment.

Amidst the laughter, Henry felt incredibly upset.

After all, it was not that Crystal trusted him-she simply did not care.

As someone who usually drank moderately, he could not help but drink a few extra glasses that night. In the end, he felt so uncomfortable that he had to visit the restroom to wash his face. Only when he had sobered up a little did he return to the private room.

There was someone new-a twenty-one-year-old young lady who apparently was a rookie of a film. company. She was stunning, but anyone could tell she had plastic surgery before.

Surprisingly, her features resembled Crystal’s.

Henry was slightly stunned when he pushed open the door.

The young lady knew her boundaries and did not do anything annoying. Instead, she simply sat beside him and listened to them talk about business.

Everyone there was observant enough to notice Henry was the target of the new lady, Saige Carr.

The men began making a commotion, but Henry ignored them.

He simply lowered his head, lit up a cigarette between his slender fingers, and took a long drag. Every movement screamed of masculinity.

When the social event ended, he took his coat and left right away.

As soon as he got into his car, Saige approached and asked gently, “Mr. Miller, can you give me a ride?”

Henry still held a cigarette between his fingers.

He slowly finished smoking his cigarette before stating, “Don’t get into a relationship with a married man.”

With that, he instructed the driver to start the car.

As the driver drove, he stole glances through the rearview mirror and blurted, “She’s quite pretty. In fact, she looks a little like Mrs. Miller upon closer inspection. I can tell she had plastic surgery, though. Hmm… She can’t possibly have had her face done according to Mrs. Miller’s features, right?”

Henry paid little attention to his driver’s words.

All he could think about was Crystal.

It’s late. Will she ask where I’ve been? Will she care?