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.

to reassure her, then gently teased her lips apart with his tongue

uneasy and wanted

her waist was held firmly, and before she knew it,

a tender yet commanding passion, leaving her mind blank. All she could do was cling to his neck, and then,

kissed her until she went weak in the knees. She

she had no idea why

started avoiding him.

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

watched her retreating figure with

teased, “You probably bullied her!”

hands in his pockets, remembered that kiss and the way she nestled

with Crystal’s affairs, he couldn’t help but think

was possible for them together.

wanted to see

yet when Henry made the significant decision to secretly send Skyler to the lab and set Crystal

the matter, Alfred

He knew how difficult this decision

Even Leslie couldn’t stop him. In the end. Leslie found Melora and begged her to persuade Alfred to stop. “Mr.

for a long

her but didn’t go inside. He whispered, “I’ll wait outside!”

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

slouched on the couch with several bottles of red wine in front of him. When he heard her footsteps, he looked up

to grab his hand and prevent him from

eyes bloodshot. After a long silence, he

Melora refused

knelt on the carpet, gathering up the

she did this, it seemed like she was playing house. It looked rather silly and a bit

had been drinking, he knew she wasn’t a child

studying her carefully. During this difficult time, it felt like they only had

hoarse as he said, “Melora,

influence of alcohol, he compromised. Just like any ordinary man, he couldn’t resist temptation. He wanted to cherish the woman he liked. At that moment, he even thought about the consequences of them being intimate with

his

had already kissed her.

was pressed against the couch as he kissed her. His lips tasted like the wine he had

sounding scared while

her face and gazed

and possessiveness. It

her for the first

was tender and

alcohol had caused his inhibitions to be

the adjacent room. It was a creaky old spring bed that made

shook like a small boat in a storm

a relationship before, but she

bed, and he didn’t need her to be

bodyguards to stay away and stood. guard at the door himself for most of the

the early morning, Melora woke up in Alfred’s

was a pleasant ache, and she didn’t

A husky male voice came from above her.

didn’t dare to speak.

want to get up either. He rarely lost control like this. Moreover, there were many things left for him to resolve. Thus, he grabbed his watch and glanced at the

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