Chapter 87 His Regrets Henry scoffed and said. âLet me tell you why.â
Standing amidst the night breeze, he radiated an aura of divine perfection with his lustrous hair and finely sculpted features.
He looked down at Robert disdainfully. âAre you regretting your actions? Have you only realized you love Crystal after losing her? You are responsible for your own decisions, Robert. For instance, you set up a trap for John and deliberately seduced Crystal. You had the chance to repent, but each time, you chose power!â
Robert staggered to his feet, his face drained of color.
âIt was you who gave up on her! You personally delivered her into my arms!â
Feeling infuriated by Henryâs incessant mockings, Robertâs lips and body started to tremble.
However, the former showed no signs of stopping. âStop acting like you are a hopeless. romantic!â
Suddenly, Robert shifted his gaze and saw a faint row of hickeys adorning Henryâs neck. The closely spaced marks revealed the prolonged intimacy that had left its indelible impression.
He gulped at that sight.
I wonder how many times theyâve done it tonight?
Henry followed his gaze and glanced down.
Earlier that night, when they were in the throes of their passion, Crystal had sprawled against his shoulder. Overwhelmed by the sensations, she had nibbled on him. Even the very air seemed to be charged with their desire.
However, Henry, being a man of dignity, chose not to divulge the intimate details to Robert.
Although his relationship with Crystal was temporary, he didnât look down on her. In fact, he liked her personality, culinary skills, and every aspect of her!
After putting out his cigarette, he turned to Robert and warned in a stern tone, âEveryone has a limit when it comes to patience.
Consider yourself fortunate that Melora still holds you. Otherwise, your actions would have led you straight to a prison cell by affection for now.â
Culceeded only He suddenly seemed to realize something. âThank you, Henry, for your guidance! From now on, Iâll be a good husband; I wonât let Melora feel sad.â
Henry, accustomed to dealing with various ruthless individuals, couldnât help but be impressed by Robertâs sudden change of demeanor.
Just moments ago, the latter appeared to be on the verge of collapse, but now he seemed fine.
Heâs indeed ruthless and cold-hearted!
Henry did not want to drag out the situation any further. Just then, his phone rang.
Without hesitation, he answered the call from Crystal in front of Robert.
âYeah, Iâll be back soon.. Things are almost sorted out. Didnât I tell you to go to sleep first? Are you still awake because you want to continue our activities?â
Henry didnât bother hiding his desire as he flirted shamelessly with Crystal. To make matters. worse, he kept the call on speakerphone for Robert to hear.
âCan we continue tomorrow night instead, Henry?â Crystal uttered weakly.
Hearing Henryâs flirtatious banter with Crystal was like a knife twisting in Robertâs heart. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white as he struggled to control his emotions.
Soon after, Henry drove the car away, leaving Robert standing motionless by the seaside.
Even though the sea breeze carried away Crystalâs words, they remained etched deep in Robertâs heart.
Can we continue tomorrow night instead, Henry?
When she said those words, there was no trace of hesitation. Instead, her voice was sweet and tender, as if she had been passionately loved by the man.
A warm sensation slid down his cheek.
He reached out and touched the wetness on his cheek, realizing that it was a tear. How can I. Robert Sloan, shed tears? This is such a joke. Itâs just a woman; why should I cry for her? Everyone has had their share of affection for others...