Chapter 140: Chapter 140

Chapter 140 An Eye For An Eye Henry fixed his gaze on the drunk woman, whose eyes were filled with unconcealable agony.

His heart wrenched in pain.

Does loving me cause her that much pain?

Henry caressed her lips, his voice laced with tenderness, “Let’s get back together, just like before. Hmm”

Crystal lowered her gaze. Her long lashes trembled uncontrollably.

“I don’t want you, Henry.”

Henry clenched his fists.

Then, he undid his seatbelt and carried her out of the car.

When the night breeze brushed against her face, Crystal sobered up considerably to notice that he had driven her to his condominium.

“I want to go home, Henry.”

She began struggling and writhing restlessly in his arms, kicking her fair, slender legs. disregarding the fact that she might hurt him.

Henry emitted a low, guttural grunt, as though he had been struck in a sensitive spot.

Too eager to wait until they were upstairs, he pressed her against the wall near the elevator.

Their bodies were pressed up intimately against each other. Crystal dared not move an inch, knowing that a single movement from her would further ignite his desire.

She glared at him with bloodshot eyes. “Are you going to force yourself on me, Henry?”

Henry did not know what to do with her. He had never met a woman as stubborn as her.

He thought of giving up for the past few days, but the wonderful taste of her tenderness left him yearning for more.

As such, he could not let her go even if he wanted to.

“I would never do that to you.” He rubbed his nose against hers, skillfully seducing her.

Having slept with her so many times, he knew exactly what she liked.

Crystal was embarrassed and furious at the same time.

She turned to face the other way. “Please behave yourself, Mr. Miller.”

Henry stared at her fair side profile which was tinged with a faint shade of pinkness. Her glistening eyes were particularly charming.

He finally realized how much he missed her after not seeing her for days.

Henry was discerning and disciplined enough to know that a public place like this was not a suitable one to get intimate with a woman.

However, he couldn’t stop himself from kissing her.

He needed to kiss her.

Crystal’s chin was held firmly. Her body, too, was trapped between his and the wall. Henry’s kisses were so intense and overwhelming that she could hardly breathe..

Averse to his advances, she resisted with all her might.

I don’t want to!

As she struggled relentlessly, she touched something hard above her head. It was a painting on the wall.

Without hesitation, she yanked it off the wall and smashed it against Henry’s head.

The painting was not heavy, but the edge of its metal frame was sharp enough to graze his forehead.

Blood spurted out.

Ignoring the cut on his forehead, Henry pinned Crystal against the wall, his gaze boring deep into her.

There was still a trace of lust in his eyes.

Frightened, Crystal sobered up immediately.

The weapon in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Worried that he might punish her, she mumbled, “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Henry said nothing.

Crystal bit her lip. “I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“No-riced. I’ll bandage it at home.”

“We should go to the hospital, Henry”

Henry’s gaze was dark with inexplicable emotions surging within.

He brushed her delicate check with his finger. “Are you afraid of entering my place, Crystal? Do you want to avoid reliving old memories or are you afraid that I’d do something to you? Don’t worry. I’m incapable of doing anything to you in my current state.”

Crystal remained hesitant.

Henry released his grip on her, his demeanor calm and indifferent. “Intentional assault carries a minimum sentence of one year in jail,” he stated matter-of-factly.

Crystal was livid.

How shameless of him!

Henry wiped the blood off his forehead and smirked. “Maybe you could tell the judge you hurt me because I was being a jerk and trying to force myself onto you.”

Crystal’s expression tensed up.

A moment later, she pressed the elevator button in silent consent.

Henry pressed a piece of tissue on his wound and followed her into the elevator. “I don’t regret it, Crystal,” he said suddenly while the elevator was ascending.

Crystal did not even spare him a glance.

Lifting her head, she fixed her gaze on the elevator’s digits. “That changes nothing. Henry.”

She was not going to change her mind easily.

Henry did not say anything more.

Soon, they arrived at his unit.

Henry plopped down on the couch, his strapping figure appearing weak due to his injury.

Without a word, Crystal brought the first-aid kit and placed it before him.

“Can you tend to your wound yourself?”

Henry looked up and fixed his gaze on her impassive face. “I’ve lost so much blood. Don’t sorry for me?”

Crystal smiled wordlessly.

She took out a bottle of antiseptic solution, some gauze, and ointment from the first-aid kit.

The wound on his forehead was the size of a coin.

Fortunately, it was not deep.

Crystal poured some antiseptic solution onto a cotton swab and dabbed his wound.

It stung badly. Hemry gulped, suppressing the urge to groan in pain.

It’d be embarrassing for a tough man like me to cry out in pain.

He would only moan uncontrollably whenever they were having sex, which never failed to arouse her.

Henry’s gaze darkened when he thought of the steamy moments they once shared.

He gripped her hand and croaked, “We’ve done it on this couch once, Crystal.”

Crystal replied bluntly. “You could bring other women home and have fun with them wherever excites you most. Mr. Miller. It doesn’t have to be on the couch.”

He frowned. “I’ve never brought anyone else home.

Crystal dropped her gaze and chuckled.

What he said might be true. I might be the only woman who had been in this condominium. But I know he has a house in his heart, and Audrey is the only one who lives there.

Crystal did not say anything else. After all, she had broken up with him, so it was pointless to say anything more.

After dressing his wound, she said, “You need to go to the hospital if it gets infected tomorrow.”

She washed her hands and got ready to leave.

Henry grabbed her arm and hugged her from behind. “Please don’t go. Stay with me.”

Crystal stiffened up.

Gently, she priced his arms off her. “I’ve made myself clear, Henry. It’s over between us.”

“I’m hungry. Make me some pasta.”

Crystal took her phone out. “I’ll order some takeout for you.”

Henry swatted Jer phone aside, his tone stern. Im injured. How could you make me eat takeout? Moreover, there could be complications with my injury. Accidents can happen during the night. If anything were to happen to me, Miss Winters, you would be held accountable.”

Crystal knew that he was pulling dirty tricks to make her stay, but she also knew he was partially right.

If I ignore him, and he ends up trying something funny to turn his light injury into a serious one, demanding that I take responsibility, what should I do?

Upon careful consideration, Crystal gave up on leaving.

She then picked up her phone and took a picture of Henry.

“What are you doing?”

“Taking photographic evidence so there wouldn’t be any disagreements later on.”

Henry was furious.

Crystal put her phone away and said softly, “Everything that happened tonight doesn’t mean we’re getting back together.”

He did not answer. Instead, he walked to the balcony and gazed out at the night view of Barnwood.

Crystal gazed at his back and then at the piano, tearing up.

He had once surprised me and pampered me, showering me with affection. However, that’s all there ever was -affection.

Henry turned around and caught a glimpse of the melancholy in Crystal’s gaze which she failed to hide in time.