Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 142

Chapter 142 I Do Not Mind

Crystal froze.

“It really is the relative’s child, huh?” Emelia smiled.

Confused, Crystal asked a few more questions to which the receptionist answered dutifully, “Yes. It’s the mother who brought the kid. She’s a pretty girl.”

Crystal hung up and turned to Emelia, who seized the chance to gossip. “Say… could it be a child Henry had when he messed around in his twenties? Is he sending the kid over on purpose because you got into a fight with him?”

Crystal was not sure if she should laugh or cry.

“He isn’t someone who’d do something like that,” she said, only to be shocked by it.

Since when do I know Henry so well?

“I’ll go out and take a look.”

Crystal walked over to the reception room with Emelia tagging along hoping to see some drama.

As soon she pushed open the door, she was taken aback.

The description of a mother with her kid was right, but it was not what Crystal had expected. The person seated on the couch was the wealthy Julia and Melora.

Crystal was bereft of speech, but she still sat across from them gracefully. “What brings you here, Mrs. Miller?”

Julia looked deeply troubled.

She was worried sick about her son, yet he was not living up to her expectations. The moment she found out he and Crystal had fought and broken up, she had no choice but to get involved.

Softly, she said, “Henry told me you established a music center, and I’ve always wanted to visit. It’s any talent in really amazing as I expected.” She pulled Melora to her side. “Melora doesn’t have music, so I’m thinking of sending her here to cultivate her skill.”

Melora instantly threw her mother a glare. Mom! I passed grade ten when I was ten!

Julia was unaffected by her daughter’s reactions. Her gaze on Crystal only grew more affectionate. “It was Henry who recommended your music center, but this is what I want. Crys, you wouldn’t cut all ties with me because of Henry, would you?”

An uneasy feeling bloomed in Crystal’s heart, and she quickly exchanged glances with Emelia.

Emelia was so engrossed in the drama that she had no intentions of intervening,

Crystal had no choice but to handle the situation on her own. “Mrs. Miller, we only accept kids aged sixteen and below,” she said politely.

Melora said enthusiastically, “I’m a kid, too!” Shamelessly, she wrapped her arm around Crystal’s. “You can pretend I’m five years old, Crystal.”

Crystal felt uneasy once again.

Emelia patted her shoulder and excused herself.

I can’t take it anymore. I’m going to burst out laughing if I stay any longer.

After watching Emelia leave, Crystal turned around to face the Millers again, a sense of helplessness slowly growing in her heart.

With great difficulty, she said. “I’ve broken up with Henry.”

All Julia did was blink and say, “I brought Melora here to learn the piano.”

“Exactly. I’m here to learn the piano.”

Crystal felt utterly helpless. It took her a long time to ponder before finally agreeing to the request.

When Julia settled the fees, she ordered the driver to bring in some expensive supplements. “I know Henry has a terrible temper. It must’ve been hard on you,” she said softly. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Crystal hesitated for a while and finally said, “Actually, we’re not in that kind of relationship you think. We… We…”

Melora blinked.

Young people know other young people better.

She interrupted, “I know. You guys haven’t talked about marriage yet.”

Melora threw Crystal a look. Is she that tactless? How could she talk to elders about things like being friends with benefits? No matter how open-minded Mom is, she still has some reservations about some things.

The interjection left Crystal stunned.

Melora went on to pester the woman. “You’re mine for the day. I want to have Ferropenian food and go quí on a date with you.”

Julia did not bother to stop her daughter.

She simply smiled and said to Crystal, “I’ll leave Melora to you, then.”

Crystal was beyond speechless.

“Come on, Crystal. Have Ferropenian food with me,” said Melora sweetly.

At that moment, Crystal had the urge to call Henry to take his sister away.

Melora ended up lazing around the music center the whole day.

When night came, Melora brought Crystal to a Ferropenian restaurant.

Julia was there, too. She sipped the red wine elegantly, smiling as she watched the two young ladies whisper among each oth

Melora ran her mouth.

“You know Audrey’s fiancé, the famous producer from the Kingdom of Brundela? While she was gone, he h o oked up with a young model. It really serves her right.”

A subtle frown settled on Crystal’s forehead.

Why isn’t Audrey returning to the Kingdom of Brandela when her relationship’s at stake?

Melora scratched her head and smiled.

“She’s a prideful person. After all, she’s the most capable person among us. She believes she has complete control over her fiancé and that having affairs is a common problem among men. She stayed in Barnwood because she wanted-”

Melora dared not finish her sentence, but Crystal knew what she wanted to say.

The spoiled woman not only wanted to get married to her fiancé from the Kingdom of Brundela, but she also wanted Henry as well.

At the end of the day, Audrey was a selfish and willful woman.

Yet, there were people who fell for her.

Crystal remained silent and sipped on her soda.

Realizing she was out of line, Melora took Crystal’s hand. “I’m sorry. Come on, smile for me, Crystal.”

Crystal looked up to meet the innocent and cute woman. She recalled the words she had said to Henry previously: a life for a life.

Guilt crept into Crystal’s heart, and she said softly, “I’m sorry, Melora.”

The sudden apology confounded Melora, but Crystal merely smiled without explaining anything.

Once they were done with their meal, Crystal was about to get up to pay the bill when a slender finger rested on the luxurious dining table.

She looked up to find herself staring at Henry.

He looked exceptionally dazzling that night, dressed in a pair of dark grey pants, a sweater, and a black coat.

Everything about him was elegant, and with his mesmerizing features, he became the center of attention in the restaurant.

“I’ve paid the bill.” Henry’s voice was h oa rse as he spoke.

“Thanks,” said Crystal.

She believed it was time to bid her farewell, but Henry said. “I came here to pick my mother up. but I haven’t eaten yet. You don’t mind if I have some food here, do you?”

He spoke in a reserved tone.

Crystal could not bring herself to decline his request. Forcing a smile, she said, “Please help yourself, Mr. Miller.”

Henry glanced at her, his mischievous self activated. Instead of asking for another set of cutlery, he took Crystal’s glass of soda and took a gulp.

While Julia beamed with satisfaction, Crystal blushed. “Mr. Miller, I’ll get you a set of cutlery.”

“There’s no need for that. It’s not like we’ve never tasted each other’s saliva. I don’t mind.” said Henry, staring intently at her.

Crystal’s face was so hot that she felt as if she was burning. That’s not the main point!

Henry was famished after a busy day at work. He finished his food quickly yet elegantly.

Crystal counted down the seconds, constantly thinking of ways to get out of the situation. No, matter how dense she was, she knew that was a trap Henry had set.

What’s the meaning of this? How dare he offer me a carrot after hitting me with a stick? What does he take me for?

Alas, there was nothing Crystal could do.

The Miller family was incredibly powerful, which meant she could not offend Henry publicly if she wanted to stay in Barnwood.

“Miss Winters, you’re going to make me misunderstand if you keep looking at me like that.” Henry wiped his lips.

Crystal was not in the mood to entertain the man. “You’re thinking too much.”

In response, Henry drank from the glass again. The look in his eyes had become a little warmer, but the words that came out of his mouth were not pleasant to hear. “Is that so? Maybe… I thought you hated me out of love.”