Crystal's One Night of Love

Melora fled from the teasing, but Alfred remained in hist spot.

As he sat in the car, he slowly inhaled his cigarette and watched the slender figure disappear behind the black-decorated door and into the night.

He could not help but be reminded of someone-his sister, Krystal.

Krystal had died young, and she never got to meet with her kin before her death. That was something Alfred could never get over.

He had seen Crystal’s photo.

Crystal turned out to look much like the Lodges with her fair skin and chestnut-colored long hair.

Nevertheless, Alfred found traces of Krystal in Melora.

No, that’s not quite right. Melora seems a little dumber than Krystal.

Alfred held the cigarette between his fingers, forgetting about it until the ashes fell onto his pants. A lonely smile crept onto his face when he glanced at it.

What’s going on with me today? I just met a silly kid. Why do I feel so melancholic?

He remained still in his seat for a long while before finally starting his car to drive back to his hotel. When he entered his suite, he found Leslie pacing around like a cat on a hot brick. Upon seeing him, Leslie hurried over to him and chided, “Why did you go out by yourself? What if something happens to you?”

Alfred sat down on the couch.

Even though he was exhausted, his noble demeanor remained-he would never fully relax himself.

At the same time, he reached out for a couch cushion, but just as he was about to put it back to its original position, he suddenly lifted it to sniff it.

There was a hint of fragrance on it.

It was not perfume but the natural scent of a woman.

It was sweet, like oranges.

Alfred arched a brow and softly chuckled. “If something were to happen, then I could leave all this mess behind. That would be perfect! You have no idea how tiring it is for me to meet all these people and worry about all these things all the time.”

Leslie brought him a cup of tea and patiently listened to his grumbles.

He knew that he was the only one Alfred would ever say such things to.

To the outsiders, Alfred would always seem impeccable and invincible.

After ranting for a bit, Alfred got ready to shower.

shirts away before abruptly saying, “Shall I invite Miss Hopper

other than Ingrid

the same wavelength as

After a

persuaded him, “You’re too hard

What?

“Did she put you up to this? She’s a good woman if not for her scheming tendencies. She’s beautiful, but being with her makes me feel as though I’m in

Leslie fell silent.

put in a good word for her. Though Leslie felt that she was a

of running water came from

there were personal matters that a man

Alfred was busy with

against the tiled wall and lowered his head to wash his

clearly needed it, and there was a beautiful woman who was waiting for him to her, but he was simply not in the mood for her. In fact, during that moment of impulse, the image that emerged

is. She doesn’t understand

Miller residence, Melora took

she woke, she found her brother, Henry, sitting by the side of

her head on Henry’s thigh before sweetly muttering, “Henry, how are things between

cheeks. “Well, you’re still calling her your sister-in-law.”

quite agree with his and Crystal’s relationship when Crystal’s relationship with Robert was exposed. After all, the relationships involved seemed a

was best for both his

had come to their family to kick up a fuss, agitating David’s own temper. In his fury to counter the Lodge family’s arrogance, he decided to let Henry marry Crystal again.

let her interact with Pete. Furthermore, Seth was in Hulcaster too.

equally important to

muttered,

him and mumbled

voiced out loud. Lynette had called him, and he had found out about what happened the day. before. Therefore, he guessed that, with Alfred’s standing and identity, Alfred also

man was the personification of

faster if she was more preoccupied with matters.

so Henry had lunch with her before going to the

the other hand, despite having lived twenty-seven years

was too boring for her to stay in the same place anymore. Hence, she drove out. Ultimately, she ended up in the lobby of the hotel where

am I here?

was dumbfounded, and her

the night before, he had said that little girls like her were unsuitable for him. Pah! Who wants to be a match for him? It’s just because he’s Crystal’s uncle… It’s just

with the plate number “XX8888” drove toward

was Alfred’s

for a second before tailing

He glanced at the rearview mirror