Crystal's One Night of Love

He was excellent at kissing.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, and he cradled her in his arms, letting her whole body rest against him.

Even though Melora had been in a relationship before, she still couldn’t resist the allure of this moment.

When Alfred finally released her, her legs were like jelly. If he hadn’t been holding her, she might have fallen to the ground. In the end, she leaned against his shoulder, not knowing what to do.

She had just kissed Crystal’s uncle…

Her ears were buzzing.

There was the noise of people having fun in the private room one moment and Alfred’s heartbeat the next.

Alfred was beginning to sober up.

Before bringing her here, he had felt conflicted.

Now, in this enclosed space, she was trembling just from kissing him. She was as green and innocent as an unripe fruit.

Though she was lovely, she didn’t quite fit into his world.

Alfred gently patted her head, his voice tender. “Melora, I’ve told you before that someone my age isn’t suitable for a young girl like you. You see, even when we’re out for a bit of fun, it’s all part of social obligations. There’s no time for true relaxation.”

His voice suddenly turned hoarse. “Don’t fall for me.”

It was a tender moment, yet he uttered these cruel words of rejection.

Melora had her pride too, and with tears in her eyes, she retorted, “I didn’t fall for you!”

It was just a kiss, after all.

She didn’t care that much.

At those words, Alfred seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He quickly concealed it with his usual composure.

Later, he bade farewell to his old classmates.

Eras was surprised. “Leaving already? We were waiting for you to play cards together. The game is just heating up.”

Alfred skillfully excused himself and left with Melora.

As they sat in the car, both of them felt uneasy.

They remained in silence for a while. Alfred lit a cigarette to ease his troubled emotions.

Melora spoke softly. “Let me drive. I’ll take you back to the hotel.”

Alfred was quite surprised.

He had been involved with women before, especially those from privileged backgrounds. They often had a temper and had certain expectations, whether it was an apology or some emotional commitment, especially after what happened.

Melora’s simplicity and lack of a hidden agenda were a rare luxury.

They switched seats.

door opened, he caught a whiff of alcohol. He grinned and said, “Oh, you’ve had quite a bit to drink, Mr. Lodge! Thanks for your

now he was starting to feel its

noticed it before, but now his

room. He explained, “It wouldn’t look good if someone takes a picture of

Melora agreed.

figured that this might be the end of their

stood in the elevator in awkward

tension in the air and wondered if something had

thinking this, the elevator stopped on

outside was Robert, who appeared rather surprised to see

explanations because you’ve found yourself a new man, huh? Melora, how old is he now? He’s at least thirty-five

furious, tears welling up in her eyes.

before, and their breakup had been because of his infidelity.

he have

couldn’t find the right

to say some more

nonchalantly, “No matter my age, any woman who ends up with me will definitely be satisfied. As for you, Mr. Sloan, I’m not so sure. You’ve set off too many

wanted to explode with anger, but Alfred continued while adjusting his shirt, “You’re Robert Sloan, right? I’m Alfred Lodge, Crystal Winters’ uncle.”

Robert was stunned.

Alfred Lodge?

actually Alfred

He suddenly recalled how he had toyed with. Crystal’s feelings for four years and used her to send John to

couldn’t believe that Alfred Lodge from Coldbridge was Crystal’s

what had he been doing during those four

Robert felt lost.

Melora, asked her to accompany him to his suite.

Leslie and said, “Go check on Sloan

bad mood. It was probably more about the young lady and

long as

did Alfred calm down.

and as if he had just remembered, he said casually, “Personally arrange for

sure that there had been

that something was off and that Alfred

had also helped her out. Nevertheless, Melora wasn’t the type to cling to

it was best not to

left, she couldn’t

holding a bathrobe and watching her,

“Mr. Alfred.”

words, her eyes slightly moist. She knew Alfred was the type who wouldn’t be interested in an immature young girl

she left

bathrobe down and slowly sat on the couch.

had felt a pang of reluctance.

were more sophisticated and seductive. Even if they were a bit pretentious, he didn’t mind as they didn’t him and knew how to read

it had been a while since he had

as he was lost in thought, his phone rang. It was his mother, calling from Coldbridge.

Lucia was anxious.

Crystal already, so why hasn’t

a business trip in Hulcaster Shell head to Coldbridge to visit

up the topic of his