Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Beg Me, Crystal!

Crystal lowered her eyes and she was more clear–headed than she had ever been as she replied, “It’s just his pride at work.”

Robert didn’t love her.

He was only trying to regain his dignity in other ways because he couldn’t handle the shame of having to depend on the Millers. And that was how Crystal, a woman who used to love him deeply, became his target.

Madison was even more upset after hearing that. She hugged Crystal and spat, “Just ignore him. He probably has a split personality or something!”

Crystal only hummed softly in response.

She already had a plan in mind. After her father’s affairs were settled, she would leave Barnwood with Anna and live somewhere else. Still, she couldn’t help feeling guilty and sad. After all, it was because of her relationship that her father went to prison and Anna had to live a life wandering from place to place even in her old age.

Madison kept comforting Crystal until she had to leave to attend to something else.

What awaited Crystal was something even worse. Robert, who was ruthless in his pursuit of her, called each of her employers from her part–time jobs and had them terminate their work contracts with her. She could only nod dazedly.

The last call was from Robert himself. Crystal answered the call, but neither of them spoke. Only their breathing could be heard on both ends of the phone.

It was Crystal who finally spoke first. “What more do you want, Robert?”

What more do I want? He snickered and countered, “Don’t you know what I want?” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

When Crystal remained silent, he couldn’t help but boast again, “Beg me, Crystal! Beg me, and I will solve everything. I’ll compensate you twice the amount of everything you lost. You will be better off than before, right? Didn’t we have a good time together in the past?”

She was the one who scoffed now. “A good time as in you rolling around in bed with Clementine while I waited for you to have a meal together at the apartment?”

“Who told you that?” The man’s voice grew tense.

“Who do you think?” she casually asked in return before promptly hanging up the phone. Time to let the dogs fight.

On the other end of the line, Robert slowly put down the phone. His dark eyes were sharp as he fumed, Clementine must be sick of living! She and I only slept together for a bit, but she actually thinks she is my true love, eh? She even dares to badmouth me behind my back!

He immediately pressed the intercom button to call his secretary over. But much to his surprise, Clementine was here uninvited because she couldn’t stand being lonely. The secretary sounded awkward as she informed Robert, “Mr. Sloan, I will tell Miss Dynah that you are in a meeting.

However, Robert loosened his tie and instructed in a voice devoid of emotion, “Let her in.”

Surprised, the secretary led Clementine into Robert’s room.

Clementine had gone out of her way to doll herself up. Wearing a tight skirt that outlined her beautiful figure, she hugged Robert as soon as she arrived and put on an expression that made her appear to be understanding. “Are you in a bad mood? You told me you’re busy even when I asked you out.”

He proceeded to hold her delicate neck as he lowered his head and kissed her.

His kissing skills were so amazing and wild that Clementine’s body soon went limp, and she couldn’t help but reciprocate. In that instant, the sounds of their passionate exchange filled the office. It was enough to turn anyone who heard them red and excited.

As they were getting intimate, Robert lightly tugged on Clementine’s long hair and whispered lovingly, “Did you tell Crystal about us?”

Lost in pleasure, she unguardedly moaned, “Why are you bringing her up, Robert… Let’s continue…”

“So, it’s true.” He pressed his face against hers and lightly bit her cheek, taking her by surprise.

Clementine finally noticed something different about Robert. She thought he seemed unlike his usual self, but she couldn’t exactly tell what it was.

Just as she was in the midst of her thoughts, she felt excruciating pain on her scalp.

The man then grabbed her hair and slammed her head hard into the table. In that instant, her forehead made contact with the cold table and blood began to trickle down her face.