Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Redemption in the Arms of Henry

Crystal walked out of the villa.

As the rain intensified, a thick veil of mist descended upon the world. In the dim glow of the streetlights, the ground glimmered with a lustrous sheen of water.

Crystal walked numbly in high heels on the cold and rainy night. She continued to walk until her heels had worn her feet raw, and bright red blood streamed down her fair skin.

It hurts so much…

Inclining her head slightly, she let the icy raindrops pelt her face.

Loving Robert Sloan is my curse!

Her feelings for him had transformed into pure hatred. Rather than spending the rest of her life seeking revenge, she would rather die alongside him.

Tears welled up in her eyes but in the frigid night, they seemed insignificant. She slowly crouched down and allowed the rain to cleanse and wash away her pain.

Just then, a tall figure with a black umbrella appeared over her, enveloping her in its shade.

Crystal lifted her face and saw that the person was none other than Henry.

He was dressed in a suit that made it seem like he had just left a formal event, emanating an air of sophistication and charisma. His eyes bore into hers, and the intensity of his gaze caused her heart to skip a beat.

It’s Henry again! Why does he always show up when I’m at my most vulnerable? And why do I feel this sense of redemption every time I see him?

“Miss Winters, I’ve been looking for you all night.” Henry’s deep and husky voice was more captivating than the melody of a cello.

Crystal looked up at him as he reached out his hand to her.

However, she remained frozen in place, and her body was stiff and unresponsive.

“Poor thing.” He sighed softly.

Without hesitation, he bent down and lifted her into his arms. Although her drenched clothes had seeped through his attire, neither of them seemed to be bothered.

Henry’s body was warm, and it took a moment for Crystal to snap out of it.

They were so close to each other that her face was nearly buried in his neck, and their posture was so intimate that it made her feel like she was losing her sanity.

She wanted to struggle as she felt uneasy.

However, his hoarse voice cut through her thoughts. “Don’t move!” he rasped.

Then, he gently placed the umbrella handle in her hand. His hand was so warm that she had the urge to escape, but he wouldn’t allow it as he quickly enclosed her soft palm in his scorching grip.

Crystal stared at him in a daze, and her tempting lips were slightly parted.

Henry lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, and they passionately made out in the rain.

As the rain gently poured down, it seemed as though there were only the two of them left in the world. Although Crystal initially resisted his kiss, she was no match for Henry’s dominance and the fiery passion that he unleashed upon her. Her heart was slowly tamed by his skilled and irresistible kiss.

The black umbrella fell to the ground and was carried away by the wind.

Unable to resist any longer, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Her desperate demeanor seemed like a sacrifice to Henry, and the sounds of their passion caused her to blush and her heart to race.

At this moment, no words were needed as both of them understood each other’s hearts.

Robert was no longer important.

Henry took Crystal to his luxurious apartment located in a bustling area. He looked at her wet clothes and pulled out a black shirt from the wardrobe before passing it to her. “Go take a shower and change your clothes, Wear this shirt for now, and I’ll have my secretary bring some new clothes over tomorrow morning.”

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After silently taking the shirt from Henry, she glanced up at him.

She was surprised but also relieved when he grabbed a bathrobe and headed to the guest room. This gave her the chance to finally catch a glimpse of his bedroom.

Henry had a preference for modern art with a touch of heavy metal. The cool and austere style of the bedroom reflected his strong personal taste, featuring furniture in a deep shade of gray that harmonized with the black bedsheets and curtains.

Crystal bit her lip lightly and went to the bathroom. When she came out, she was only wearing his shirt.

Henry stood at approximately 6 feet tall, and his shirt was so oversized that she could wear it as a nightgown. The loose fit of the shirt complemented her skin tone, and as she moved, her beautiful and slender legs peeked out from beneath the hem.

When Henry entered the room to grab some files, he was greeted with this scene and his Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily.