Crystal’s One Night of Love

Chapter 204 Still On It

Henry held his phone tighter as he nodded. "I'll head over right now." He put the phone down and looked. at Crystal.

Crystal had heard everything, so she said softly, "Go. Be careful.”

Henry gulped. He wanted Crystal to tag along and meet his grandmother, but given their current relationship status, she might refuse, and even if she did tag along, things would be awkward.

Henry mused for a moment before murmuring. "I might be busy for a bit."

Crystal didn't give him the cold shoulder like usual. Instead, she nodded.

After she got out of the car, Henry suddenly rolled down the window and said, "Crystal..."

Crystal waved him off. "Go."

Henry gave her one last glance before stepping on the gas. It took him two hours to get to the eastern outskirts where his grandmother resided. Given that the air quality was good there, it was the perfect place for her to recuperate.

Perhaps it was time for the elderly woman, as she began talking gibberish during the evening. The nurse swiftly made a call, and David showed up. One look at his mother, and he knew she would pass soon, so he quickly summoned the whole family to send her off.

David was Old Mrs. Miller's firstborn, and Henry was the most outstanding person of his generation. Old Mrs. Miller thought highly of him, so she was holding on just to wait for Henry to show up.

Henry parked his car and quickly came to Old Mrs. Miller's room. The Millers made way for him, and David leaned closer to his mother, whispering. "Mom, Henry has come to see you."

Old Mrs. Miller was an inch away from death, but when she heard Henry's footsteps, she slowly opened her eyes, and her wrinkles deepened. Her eyes were twinkling.

David knew this was her last hurrah. She had held on for so long just so she could speak to her grandson.

Old Mrs. Miller sat up. Henry quickly approached her and crouched before her. Holding her spindly hand, he kissed it.

The elderly woman patted his head. She loved Henry dearly. He was handsome, and he had always been smarter than the other kids. It was such a pity he didn't want to get married as she had hoped to see her great-grandchildren before she passed on.

Despite death knocking on her door, Old Mrs. Miller was still sober. She slowly said, "Your mother told me you

found a girl and said you'd bring her to me. Why didn't you?"

Henry looked at his grandmother with a gentle smile. "She's working overtime. I didn't get to her in time."

Old Mrs. Miller scrunched up her face. "Excuses! I know you. I bet you made the girl angry."

Henry still kept up his smile as he replied, "That I did. I'm still courting her. Someday I'll bring her to you. I might need your help with her, Grandma."

That eased Old Mrs. Miller's mind "Good to hear you're still courting her. What sort of a girl is she?"

Worried she might not hear him clearly, Henry leaned closer and gently said, "She's a beautiful lady. Mostly a nice woman, but she can be a handful when she throws her tantrums."

Old Mrs. Miller listened intently. With her passing imminent, she knew some of her wishes would be nothing but regrets. "I'd have loved to see her myself."

The ladies were a mess of tears. Old Mrs. Miller was a kind soul, and they didn't want to see her pass, but they knew this was the last time they would ever see her again.

Henry patted his grandmother's head and took out his phone. "I can make a call to her. It'll be proof that I was telling the truth, Grandma."

Old Mrs. Miller's eyes shone.

Henry called Crystal, and the phone started ringing.

Crystal took the call.

Henry rasped, "My grandma would like to talk to you.

He wishes for her to leave without regrets, Crystal was silent for a few moments before she said okay.

Henry held the phone right beside Old Mrs. Miller's ear.

Crystal held her phone, listening to the elderly woman she'd never met telling her to take care of Henry. That reminded her of how she hadn't gotten to see her father one last time before his death.

I wonder if Dad had any regrets before he left. Her heart clenched. She didn't wish for another elderly person to leave with regrets. She would lie a little if it meant solace for the woman. Crystal said gently, "Of course, Old Mrs. Miller."

Hearing Crystal's voice put a smile on Old Mrs. Miller's lips. Her pupils were starting to dilate, but she didn't let go of the phone.

Even on the other side of the phone, Crystal could feel the dame's life slipping away from her, and she could sense Henry's sorrow.

Their next meeting happened two weeks after that. After Old Mrs. Miller's funeral, Henry flew to the Kingdom of Brundela to attend the first court hearing for Audrey and her producer husband's divorce proceeding.

Crystal didn't look into the specifics. She'd pulled herself out of this affair, so she didn't really care how Audrey ended up.

On the day of Henry's return, he called her. "Let's meet up."

Crystal was at home. She could tell he wanted to come over, but she didn't want him to. Hence, she said softly, "We'll meet up at your place."

When Henry arrived, it was already dusk. The cicadas were cricketing, lending a bit of noise to the night.

Crystal came down and was met with Henry leaning against his car. He opened the door for her and asked, "Where's Snowy?"

Getting into the car, she answered without missing a beat, "I brought it to my mother's."

Henry stared at her. It had been two weeks since he last caw her, and there was something hiding in his gaze. Crystal stared down to avoid meeting his eyes.

He smiled and closed the car door. Then he sat beside her and burkled himself upe, though his mind didn't seem to be focused on the task. A long while later, he blurted, "Why didn't you ack anything?