Crystal's One Night of Love

Alfred got out of the car first and helped open the car door for her.

Melora’s fair and smooth neck was tensed up so much that he could see her veins bulging underneath the skin.

Alfred remained extremely patient as he waited for her to get out of the car.

Eventually, Melora stepped out of the car and walked past him without even a glance.

Her slender figure cast a long shadow under the dim lighting of the street lamps.

The leaves were starting to fall even though autumn had only just begun.

Alfred quickly closed the car door, ran up to her, and grabbed her wrist before pulling her into his embrace.

It was unclear if he failed to restrain himself due to the beautiful scenery around them or because of the silent night, but he definitely broke his promise of maintaining a distance.

With one hand cupping the back of her head, he pinned her body against the trunk of a tree and kissed her so aggressively that she could barely breathe.

“Let go of me, Alfred!”

Melora struggled while pushing against his shoulders with all her might, but she was unable to shove him off.

It wasn’t long before the scent of tobacco filled her nose and mouth.

His scent was all around her.

Despite how clean Alfred looked on the outside, she knew that his faint scent would linger on a person for a really long time.

After what seemed like forever, he stopped his aggressive kissing and loosened his grip on her.

What greeted his handsome face a second later was a hard slap that echoed throughout the silence of the night.

On top of being a womanizer, Alfred was also known for his bad temper.

All the women he had been with knew better than to talk back to him, let alone slap him.

Melora was the only one who dared hit him with all her might.

With reddened eyes, she looked the other way and shouted angrily, “You have no right to kiss me, Alfred! Who do you take me for? Did you bring me here just to have me continue being your mistress?”

Alfred touched the roof of his mouth with his tongue and realized it was bleeding.

My goodness! She sure packs a punch!

“I’m sorry! I couldn’t help it!” he apologized while staring deeply into her eyes.

It had been a long time since Alfred got intimate with her. He knew that his body clearly desired her. Even after all those years, he had yet to forget the intimate moments they used to have.

Of course, Alfred knew that he had crossed the line with that kiss and stopped himself from making any more advances.

“Let’s head upstairs. I have a document that requires your signature.”

Since they had a child, Melora feared he would try to fight for custody of her son. After hesitating for a bit

“ever, she reluctantly agreed to go upstairs with him anyway.

They soon entered his condominium unit, which looked as luxurious as it used to.

On top of that, the place had clearly been well taken care of.

even fresh, juicy fruits that had been washed and laid out

at the fruits, Alfred said, “I had Leslie prepare those. It has been. so many

was touched when she

quickly clenched her fists and reminded herself not to be

be easy for him to win

have

longer the naïve young girl she used to

to you about Berthold, Mr. Lodge. Let’s get this conversation over with, and you can send me home immediately after. Unlike you, I

a chuckle. “Do you mind it that much? Are you

when he didn’t get a reply

and motioned for her to take a

may sit

lips and

were a few documents laid out on the coffee table in front of her. Upon flipping through the first few pages, she saw

had no reason to decline his offer to

Crystal taught

after a man’s money if she failed to go after him. Henry handed Crystal lots of checks after they broke up, each

however, Alfred made it so complicated that she felt confused even though she was an elite

that she had gotten

why do her cheeks still look so chubby? Hmm… It’s probably because she’s so carefree that she hardly

little furrow between her eyebrows as she struggled

curled into a faint smile when he

them all night and still not understand the contents

that in mind, he walked up to the dining table and grabbed some

out here when they used to date each other in the past. Back then, Melora would let him help her with everything, including eating, showering, and getting dressed. Even though Alfred could no longer do any of those, he still felt a

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serve her.

picked out a few fruits, cut them up, and served them

a

I didn’t spike them

little on her date at the fancy restaurant, so he

chunks of the fruits he

at her from the side and saw how cute she

refrigerator. How about I make you a meal?”

when she

us before is in the past, Mr. Lodge. Berthold is the only connection that we have remaining. There’s no need for you to keep acting as though we’re still dating each

on an apron, paused when he heard that.

her as he asked, “What if I

condominium fell into complete silence.

sweet memories in this place. This was the first time they had

the truth to her, Alfred took off

of my personal assets. I am leaving you with assets that the Lodge family is unable to share. I’m sure you can tell that this amount of money is far more than regular child support. Stop calling me ‘Mr. Lodge, Melora. You can call me ‘Mr. Alfred’ or

together with me?” Melora asked in a somewhat stiff

on his face when he heard

he had never lowered

on his knees at the Miller residence the other day because he felt an urge

ran into some trouble, which

in incredibly gruesome car accidents, so

Berthold’s safety a lot more seriously. The project