Chapter 143 Are You Jealous.
Crystal was livid, for Henry was speaking boldly in front of an elder.
She got to her feet and nodded at Julia. âI have some business to deal with, Mrs. Miller. Iâll be off now.â
Juliaâs expression instantly darkened into a scowl.
Is this how my son handles relationships? Women need to be treated gently. How could he be so rude as soon as he met her?
He was never this graceless.
Softly, Julia urged, âHenry, give Crys a lift.â
Crystal curled her lips into a polite smile. âI drove here.â
Hearing that, Henry did not bother to change her mind.
He set the glass down in a dignified manner. âThereâll be a short meeting at the firm tomorrow. Itâs about Johnâs case. Is the defendant attending or...
Of course, Crystal would not let her father attend the meeting for fear it might agitate him. Even if she knew Henry had ulterior motives, she had no choice but to give in.
That was exactly what Henry wanted.
âIâll see you at the firm tomorrow,â he said expressionlessly.
Crystal left in a hurry.
When she was out of earshot, Julia reprimanded, âYou canât do this, Henry! Thatâs not the way to pursue women! What were you thinking? Is this a date at the firm?â
Henry merely smiled.
He would never tell his mother about the obstacles he had faced with Crystal.
Standing up elegantly, he offered, âIâll send you home.â
His exceptional looks and elegance were sure to have attracted many glances from countless women.
The thought of that filled Julia with pride and sorrow, âYouâre a great person, Henry. How are you still single?â
Meloraâs lips curled into a smirk. âIt must be Henryâs fault.â
The comment left Henry at a loss for what to say.
The next day, Crystal arrived at Henryâs firm at two oâclock in the afternoon.
Jamie was there to personally welcome her.
âIâm afraid youâll have to wait for a moment, Crystal. Mr. Millerâs still in the middle of an international conference call.â
Jamie brought Crystal to Henryâs personal lounge and made her a cup of coffee before leaving to carry on with her work.
Crystal was left alone in the lounge, sipping on the coffee while admiring the interior.
Henry liked postmodern art, so the lounge was decorated with style. Suddenly, Crystalâs eyes fell on a piece of antique copper artifact.
It was placed upside down.
Finding the placement somewhat odd, she lifted it to get a clearer look, only to regret her actions. It was a photo frame with a picture Crystal was familiar with.
It was a picture of a twenty-four-year-old Henry and a twenty-two-year-old Audrey.
Crystal stared at it for some time before returning the frame to where it belonged.
Just then, a voice came from the door.
âIt was placed there during the renovation. I kept forgetting to throw it away.â
Crystal turned around to find Henry standing by the door wearing a classic black and white suit that made him look handsome.
He walked over, picked up the frame, and looked at Crystal. âAre you mad?â he asked gently.
Crystal tried to change the topic. âMr. Miller, Iâm here for my dadâs-â
âI know. You donât need to emphasize that.â After tossing the frame into the trash can, Henry took a seat on the couch and flipped open a file. âShall we, Miss Winters?â
Crystal was dumbfounded.
He said it was going to be a meeting last night. Why are we the only ones here?
Henry stared deeply into her eyes.
âAre you doubting my professional capabilities?â
Of course, Crystal dared not think that way.
Given no choice, she braced herself and listened to him analyze the case using professional jargon.
She tried her best to keep up, but she could not help feeling sleepy at the end of it âMiss Winters,â Henry called out. He had a stern look on his face. âAre you feeling sleepy?â He paused momentarily. âI noticed you slept deeply on the couch last nightâ
Crystal was speechless. She forced herself to stay awake until six oâclock It should be time for Henry to get off work now.
Sure enough, Henry shut the file and said plainly, âItâs late. Iâll treat you to a meal.â
Crystal declined flatly, âWeâre-
âI still have some details to tell you. Letâs continue over a meal, Henry said, staring fixedly at her and waiting for an answer.
It was something Crystal could not refuse. She was willing to give in for her fatherâs case as long as Henry did not cross the line.
Just as she was about to give her answer. a shout came from the conference room door. âHenry!â
Crystal looked up and spotted Audrey.
The woman was dressed neatly and had a document in her hand, looking extremely professional.
Sheâs impressive. Sheâs already engaged, and her relationships ar stake. Yet, sheâs still pursuing other men. Thatâs bold of her Audrey had come prepared. With a gentle tone she said. âHenry, Iâm here to talk to you about my case. I hope Iâm not interrupting you two.â
Hearing that, Crystal rose to her feet. âPlease carry on, Mr. Miller.â
Before she could move away, Henry caught her arm and gazed at her.
It was only after a long while did he utter in a low voice. âThe wound on my forehead hasnât healed yet. Arenât you going to take responsibility?â
He instructed Crystal to wait for him in the lounge and entered his office with Audrey.
While Henry led the way, Audrey followed and suddenly fixed her gaze on something.
She spotted the picture frame in the trashcan. Thatâs the picture of me and Henry during our sweetest moment. Why is it in the trashcon She looked at Crystal. âDid you throw it?â
Crystal did not give the woman a direct answer. âI donât ruin peopleâs things.â
Audrey paled.
Does that mean Henry threw it? How could he throw away the memory we shared?
Her lips trembled. Unable to accept the truth, she shot Crystal a glare. âMiss Winters, do you think youâll get to have Henry by doing that? Our past-
âIâm not interested in your past! Miss Quinn, if you love the past so much and canât bear to forget it, perhaps you should wrap yourself in pictures. If not, your past might accidentally slip away.â
Crystal was a pragmatic person.
Audreyâs presence might bother her, but she had no intentions of picking a fight with her. After all, things were over between her and Henry.
She picked up her bag and the document and left.
The moment she got into the car and started the engine, the car door was opened.
Standing outside was Henry.
He stared at her and asked calmly, âAre you jealous?â
âNo.â
Henryâs gaze darkened a little. He pondered briefly before asking. âWhat do I need to do to make you come back to me? Or is everything I do useless now?â
âYes.â
Henry chuckled. âIâve handed Audreyâs case to another lawyer. I wonât have any work interaction with her in the future. Crystal, whatever happened between me and her is in the past.â
Crystal simply stared dead ahead and said impassively, âHenry, youâll never know what I felt when I lay on the operating table that night. Yes, there was pain, but the shame was greater.â She shifted her gaze to him. âIâm scared. I canât fall for you anymore.â
Her eyes were moist when she finished saying that.
She gently stepped on the gas pedal and drove away from him.
Audrey was not the problem between them but rather Henry himself.
He doesnât love me. Thatâs why everything that happened that night happened. How could he abandon me if I the woman he loved?
Crystal had loved Robert in the past, and she had ended up hurt.
Now, she chose to protect herself in her relationship with Henry.