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

back inside to pick up the call. It

it, she said, “Hello?”

line was silent for a

body

It’s… Alfred.

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

could

calmer as he asked softly, “Your brother

felt a lump

enough to squeeze out, “Mr. Lodge, why are you calling? We made it clear that we wanted nothing to

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

closed her eyes. “I’m doing

Silence ensued.

in Barnwood. Can we meet at

Melora flew into a rage.

once sick of but have regained the appetite for? Or am I just one of your flings? Do you see me as someone you

his voice remained

just meeting up for

Melora restrained herself

hung up the

night, she cried

Lodge, I’m not

balcony all by herself for a long time.

a finger on when exactly she started liking Alfred. Maybe it was when she spotted him. working at the hospital or catching

he was Mr.

then, she feared he might blame her brother, so she constantly stuck by him, doing her best to keep him

rolled by, he started

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

they

older than her-he was a mature man. He never

night, he had taken control of the

life, Melora learned that men could be that skillful. For days after that night, she avoided him, fearing to face him.

looking for her either.

getting sent off and Alfred

him, worried.

intoxicated Alfred was a being of charm.

help but kiss him. Then…

desires below him. At that time, she did not even know how much

attracted her.

thought they would only share

after that, he kept going

made it a point to be there regularly, visiting her whenever he was on his

they were intimate

her to eat before he devoured

she had been bewitched. She 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

was then she realized that they

ties

he could give her was

wanted to publicize his relationship with her.

sat in his car.

parked downstairs at the condominium, and it was from there that

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

declined his invitation and

went upstairs and opened the door to the condominium, which had already been

the same, except for the absence of

such a sense of loss

the entire night on the couch.

with memories of their past passion, and he cherished the moments she nestled in his arms, calling him

such an innocent girl in

else was

a love game with a young woman. He cared for her deeply, but he could not let her get caught up in his dangerous

was treacherous.

was too vulnerable, requiring