Crystal's One Night of Love

Late at night in Coldbridge, Alfred had just returned from a social party. He was feeling tipsy, so he leaned back on the couch to rest.

The housekeeper wanted to serve him tea, but he raised his hand, indicating he did not need.

The housekeeper caught on and left.

“What’s up? Did that *sshole pick on you again?” Alfred asked in a tender voice.

Crystal shook her head. “No, not that. I need a favor from you. It’s about Melora. Henry told. me that she ran away from home two years ago and hasn’t returned since. I wonder if could help to look for her.”

As she talked, Alfred straightened his body slightly and unbuttoned two buttons.

In a low voice, he asked, “She hasn’t been home for two years?”

“Yeah.”

you

Alfred fell into silence, leaving only the sound of his heavy breathing coming from his end of the phone. It took some time before he spoke again. “I happen to be in Barnwood for a business trip tomorrow. I’ll come over to visit Skyler.”

Crystal was surprised by the coincidence.

Before Crystal could say something, Alfred hung up the phone. Otherwise, he would lose control!

The night was getting darker, but a memory he had tried hard to forget only grew more vivid. Closing his eyes, he swore he could still hear that delicate voice.

“Mr. Alfred, I beg you. Please don’t be mad at my brother…”

“Mr. Alfred, is Skyler going to be okay?”

“Mr. Alfred, you’re drunk! Stop drinking… No, don’t-

Alfred’s face was flushed from the alcohol he had drunk at the dinner earlier, much like that night when he lost control.

That night, he forced himself on a woman sixteen years younger than him, aggressively taking from her what he wanted.

Under him, the woman never stopped crying, but she could not snap him out of his frenzied

state.

He hurt her that night.

Back in the present, Alfred silently lit a cigarette.

With his unique identity, he knew it was best not to get involved with her again because he could not give her a bright future. Furthermore, he was sixteen years older than her!

Nevertheless, there was no denying the truth that he had slept with her, and with how sad. she had been when they separated back then, he had to know she was safe and sound.

Alfred saw himself as a tough man. However, within that half year of being together, the sweet way she had called him “Mr. Alfred” had softened him.

He had known he would miss her a lot when she left, but what else could he do?

The next day, since Alfred was coming to visit, Crystal did not go to Henry’s office. Instead, she brought Skyler to the hospital in the morning and back to the mansion in the afternoon.

Alfred arrived at the mansion at two o’clock in the afternoon.

He did not bring Melora up, but Crystal updated him with what she knew.

On the surface, he appeared to be playing with Skyler and not paying much attention to her words. Around five o’clock in the evening, he bid farewell to Crystal. “I need to get back to Coldbridge, so I won’t be staying for dinner.”

asked in surprise, “Do you not have even

he gave his niece a small smile and replied, “I still have some work to do… Maybe next

feel he was not

he did not bring it up, as someone younger, she felt she

kissed Skyler and

away.

in the car, he sat

we heading?” the driver

opened his hand and looked at his palm, where there was

a low voice, he said,

time. He knew a lot of matters, even though his boss had never told him. A few years ago, there was a half-year period that Alfred would come to Barnwood and

was where

car reached the condominium on Tinner Street. Alfred went upstairs

twenty square meters, with a luxuriously

long time. The place was quite dusty, so the lady of the house had

the couch, Alfred dusted it clean before sitting down to

he had considered

a complicated background,

time, Alfred made a call

ordered, “Leslie, go

the phone, Leslie was momentarily

his boss would bring

“Go!” Alfred said softly.

that name.

back to his senses and promptly

phone, he closed the door

he

reached downstairs, all the traces of melancholy seemed to have vanished. He was back to being the impeccable Mr.

the evening. The moment he got out of his

a

moment of searching later, he found Crystal

the table were meant for Alfred’s visit. Henry could not help but feel a little jealous. Since they reconnected, she hardly ever cooked. Yet, she had prepared so many dishes for

attractive when she

spend time with her in

and walked toward Crystal. “I heard Uncle

was preparing

deliberately said,

be attracted. He decided not

did not know how to react and wanted to send him away. “Maybe you should go

lowered his voice. “But I want to

housekeeper was astute enough to

waist, he brushed his lips against the back of her neck. “Mrs.

Mrs. Miller!” Crystal

so many times. Besides that, we are married and have a

is so

by him several times, so she sincerely advised him. “You should see a doctor. I’m afraid you might have

knew when to

He

gave

cheek, then said,

kitchen, the housekeeper discreetly informed him, “Mr. Quinn is here.