Crystal's One Night of Love

Even though Alfred was swamped with work, he chose to stay at Barnwood with Crystal.

Leslie managed to secure a small office through some connections.

It might have been tiny, but it had everything they needed.

Alfred usually worked there, with his bodyguards stationed outside, while Leslie moved in and out freely.

The next day, Henry rushed back from the Kingdom of Brundela, looking disheveled and ridden with guilt.

As he arrived at the ICU, Alfred confronted him and punched him. Even though Henry didn’t retaliate, Alfred’s knuckles were still slightly swollen from his outburst.

While Leslic applied ointment on Alfred’s wounds, he threw a playful jab at his boss.

“You’re getting up there in age. Shouldn’t you work on that temper of yours?”

Alfred’s anger, which had just been suppressed, flared up again. “I don’t think I hit that b*stard hard enough. I should’ve pummeled more sense into him!”

As they talked, there was commotion at the door.

Leslie went to check and soon escorted Melora inside.

He knew when to step aside, so he left.

Melora cautiously approached Alfred, who casually lit a cigarette with one hand and asked, “What brings you here?”

She held up a tube of ointment. “Let me tend to your injuries.”

In truth, Alfred had already applied the ointment, but he didn’t mind a second round.

They sat close on a narrow couch, her hand gently tending to his wound. Alfred smoked his cigarette. while gazing down at her.

Her skin was fair like porcelain, and her eyelashes were very long.

Then, Alfred asked casually, “That young man seemed nice. Why aren’t you two together?”

She was taken aback for a moment before realizing what he meant.

Taking a deep breath, she replied, “I don’t really like him.”

With that, she finished tending to him and released his hand. In a soft voice, she announced, “I’m done!”

As she attempted to leave, he grabbed her.

Melora was forced back to his side. She couldn’t be sure if it was her imagination, but it felt like they were incredibly close-close enough for her to catch a whiff of the faint tobacco scent on him.

Alfred’s eyes darkened.

He caressed her lips with his fingers, causing her to tremble and call out helplessly, “Mr. Alfred…”

Alfred lowered his head, gently pressing his forehead against hers. “Why are you here? Are you trying to atone for your brother, or is it that you can’t control your feelings, or do you actually like a man more than a decade older than you? Tell me, what do you want from me?”

He was too candid, and she felt a blush creeping up her cheeks.

She quivered, unable to respond, but Alfred wasn’t looking for words.

He kissed her.

her, then gently teased her lips apart with his tongue and explored

and wanted

waist was held firmly, and before she

could do was cling to his neck, and then, unable to resist any longer, she slid her hand over his shoulder, eventually wrapping

in the knees. She didn’t even know how she left that

she had no idea why he treated her

she started avoiding him.

paths at the hospital, and she pretended not to see him. She didn’t even greet him; she simply turned

her retreating figure with a pensive

probably

remembered that kiss and the way she

knew he desired her. Even when dealing with Crystal’s affairs, he couldn’t help

wondered if it was

wanted to see if there was

yet when Henry made the significant decision to

learning about the matter, Alfred slapped him

knew how difficult this decision must have been for

the night Skyler was sent away, Alfred drank a lot of alcohol. Even Leslie couldn’t stop him. In the end. Leslie found Melora and begged her to persuade Alfred to stop. “Mr. Lodge has an important meeting tomorrow morning. If he keeps drinking like this, he’ll embarrass

a long time,

but didn’t

tiny and dimly lit room, it took a while for Melora’s vision

several bottles of red wine in front of

grab his hand and prevent him from reaching for the

his eyes bloodshot. After a long silence, he said,

refused

carpet, gathering up the

playing house. It looked rather silly and a bit

drinking, he knew she wasn’t a child anymore. She was

pulled her closer, studying her carefully. During this difficult time, it

was hoarse as he said,

he liked. At that moment, he even thought about the consequences of them being intimate with each other. If they crossed that line, he’d have to take responsibility,

didn’t hear his

he had already kissed

he kissed her. His lips tasted like the wine he had

sounding scared

caressed her face and gazed at

and possessiveness. It was a gaze that a man gave a woman he

he took her for the first time.

that time, Alfred was tender and restrained

alcohol had caused his inhibitions to be tossed out the window,

room. It was a creaky old spring bed that

the steel wires of the bedframe shook like a small boat in a storm while accompanied

a relationship before, but she wasn’t

in bed, and he

ordered the bodyguards to stay away and

woke up

but it was a pleasant

husky male voice came

dare to

like this. Moreover, there were many things left for him to resolve. Thus, he grabbed his watch and glanced at the

up in half an hour. There were some things he wanted to tell