Crystal's One Night of Love

At nine at night, Crystal finally returned to the villa.

The warm yellow light spilled from the hall, casting a cozy ambiance in the dim foyer.

Skyler sat playing the piano with Henry by her side.

He wore a classic three-piece suit, and when the jacket was taken off, his well-proportioned figure would be revealed. Upon seeing Crystal, he gently swirled his wine glass and inquired, “How was your outing?”

Crystal set down her bag and sat on the couch, gently massaging her sore legs.

At that, Skyler wanted to run over to her mother.

She had initially learned to play the piano to find her mother, but now, it no longer mattered.

However, Henry put his hand on her chestnut-colored hair and solemnly said, “Play this piece five more times.”

Skyler turned speechless.

Daddy, you’re so mean! You weren’t like this when you wanted me to help you court Mommy!

Hence, Skyler continued playing the piano at a much faster rate than usual.

Crystal was both amused and exasperated. She said to Henry, “She’s only around five years old. Why do you need to pressure her like this?”

Henry crouched down before her and massaged her feet. His voice was low and gentle as he said, “She’s talented, Crystal. I’ve always wanted to apologize to you, but no matter how many apologies I make, your feet can never go back to how they were. So I want Skyler to have another option.”

Crystal was silent as she stared at him.

She rarely looked at him like this. In the past, she had always avoided developing any romantic feelings. for him again..

After a long time, she whispered, “Even though that’s the case, don’t push her too hard. I want Skyler to live freely, and besides, with you around, she’ll be fine in the future.”

Henry smiled faintly. “It’s rare to have some merits in Miss Winters’ heart.”

They then changed the topic and discussed Melora for a while.

Henry seemed to have thought about it a lot during the day. He held her fair foot and murmured, “I won’t force you to do anything because of Melora’s situation. They are them, and we are us.”

Crystal looked at him, who was illuminated by the lamp.

Her gaze held a touch of tenderness, genuine and unfeigned, as she looked at Henry.

Henry’s heart skipped a beat.

His voice was husky as he asked, “Do you have any affection for me now?”

Crystal reached out to gently touch his attractive face. “Perhaps I do have a bit of affection for you.” A soft chuckle escaped Henry’s lips.

But before their emotions could fully envelop them, Skyler was done playing the piece five times and rushed over to her father, seeking a foot rub.

Henry, ever indulgent, embraced his daughter, attending to both her feet and her hands.

Skyler’s jealousy subsided, replaced by a sense of bashfulness, as she nestled in her father’s arms.

Crystal affectionately touched the little girl’s head and remarked, “She really adores you.”

With a playful tap on Crystal’s nose, Henry teased, “Even though you’re an adult, you still get jealous because of a child.”

That night, Crystal slept with Skyler as usual.

Henry stopped urging her to move to the master bedroom, and neither did he ask her to sleep with him. She had not pushed him away despite what he did during the day in the walk-in closet, so that meant she was not as hostile toward him anymore.

He was in no rush.

This time, he was going to take it slow with her.

He was resolute in pursuing a genuine and proper romantic relationship with her.

Meanwhile, Melora was standing on the balcony.

Julia was taking care of Berthold, so perhaps that night was the most untroubled night she had for years. She should be happy, but after everything she had gone through, she could no longer be the carefree Melora she once was.

then, her phone, which was in her

call. It was a call from an unfamiliar

dwelling much on it, she

end of the line was silent for a long while before they

body froze.

It’s… Alfred.

thought she would receive his call, especially since their breakup was unpleasant. If anything. she had left the relationship

moved slightly, but she could not think of

much calmer as he asked softly, “Your brother said

lump in her

long while to hold back her feelings enough to squeeze out, “Mr. Lodge, why are you calling? We made it clear that we wanted

hint of tenderness, like how he used to coax her. “Your brother said you were not.

her eyes. “I’m

Silence ensued.

pause, Alfred softly continued, “I’m in Barnwood. Can

Melora flew into a rage.

the appetite for? Or am I just one of your flings? Do you see me

breath hitched, but his voice remained

just meeting up for a

Melora restrained herself

she hung up

in the night, she cried o

I’m not

herself for a

at the hospital or catching him smoking all by himself late at night. Perhaps it could have been the

was

so she constantly stuck by him, doing her best to keep him

time rolled by, he started

up to her, she would sometimes doze off on the couch in his cramped office. One night, as she woke up, she discovered him tucking a blanket over her. His face glowed beautifully under the bright light, and she couldn’t resist

that, they kissed.

a mature man. He

he had taken control of the situation, but he did not

could be that skillful. For days after that night, she avoided him, fearing to

come looking for

was getting sent off and Alfred had gotten

him, worried.

intoxicated Alfred was a

kiss him. Then…

couch, she kept calling him “Mr. Alfred” again and again as she indulged in worldly desires below him. At that time, she did not even know how

attracted

share a night with each

after that, he kept going to Barnwood on business trips.

transformed it into a delightful haven through thoughtful renovations. He made it a point to be there regularly, visiting her whenever he was

they were

make food for her to eat before

knew that she should not fall for him, but he had been so irresistible. He never talked to her about marriage or the future, and yet, she had gone to Coldbridge to see

realized that they could never

ties

along, the only thing he could give her was the moments

to publicize his relationship

in

and it was from there that he made the

himself and specifically made this trip while keeping it hidden even from his

invitation and refused to come.

Alfred went upstairs and opened the door to

same, except for the

such a sense of loss and an intense longing to see

night on the

memories of their past passion, and he cherished the

he encountered such an innocent girl in

him, everyone else was

long lost his sincerity, but in his early forties, he found himself entangled in a love game with a young woman. He cared

was treacherous.

she was too vulnerable, requiring his undivided attention and protection.