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.

parking lot. Leslie had been waiting. there for a while, and as soon as the car stopped and the 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 help, Miss

had consumed was potent, and now he

hadn’t noticed it before, but now his steps were a bit unsteady.

suggested that Melora help Alfred up to his room. He explained, “It wouldn’t look good if someone takes a picture of him like this!”

Melora agreed.

their private interactions, especially since they

in

wondered if something

this, the elevator stopped on the

outside was Robert, who appeared rather surprised

calls or want to listen to my explanations because you’ve found yourself a new man, huh? Melora, how old is he now? He’s at least thirty-five years old, right?

furious, tears welling up in her eyes.

genuinely liked Robert before, and their breakup had been because of his

have

couldn’t find the right words

say some more hurtful things.

ends up with me will definitely

adjusting his shirt, “You’re Robert Sloan,

Robert was stunned.

Alfred Lodge?

is actually

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

Alfred Lodge from Coldbridge was Crystal’s uncle.

so, what had he been doing during those four

Robert felt lost.

concerned for Melora, asked her to accompany him

room, he immediately turned to Leslie and said, “Go check on Sloan Group! If there are any

bad mood. It was probably more about

“As long as we investigate

Alfred

unbuttoned his shirt, and as if he had just remembered, he said casually, “Personally arrange for the driver

that there had been a disagreement between

that something was off and that Alfred

type to cling to a

maybe it was best not

when she left, she couldn’t

bathrobe

“Mr. Alfred.”

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

head, she left

and slowly

he had felt

sophisticated and seductive. Even if they were a bit pretentious, he didn’t mind as they didn’t him

it had been a while since

lost in thought, his phone rang.

Lucia was anxious.

found Crystal already, so why hasn’t he brought her back yet?

said with a chuckle, “Crystal is on a business trip in Hulcaster Shell head to Coldbridge to

the topic of his marriage