Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 325 Stay In My Room 2 

By the time she woke, it was evening.

The setting sun’s rays shone through the floor-to-ceiling window to gild the people on the bed with a golden sheen.

Alfred had woken up a while ago. When he saw her open her eyes, he moved over to kiss her before gently saying, “Sleep a little longer. I’ll wake you when it’s time for dinner.”

As he spoke, he got out of bed to put on his clothes.

He still had to handle a lot of work. Leslie had been waiting for him in the study for a long time, but Alfred could not bring himself to ditch her in the bedroom, fearing that she would be upset to find him missing upon waking.

He cherished her. Though he could not stay by her side at all times, he would do everything he could.

Melora was a little flustered.

She pulled the blanket higher and watched him as she leaned against the pillows.

Once Alfred put on his clothes, he leaned over to kiss her before chuckling.

After he left, Melora did not dare to sleep anymore.

She got up to visit Crystal before chatting with Lucia. Lucia was a wise elderly woman who did not shift. her anger onto Melora for being Henry’s younger sister. On the contrary, since there were few women in the Lodge family, Lucia seemed to be happy to have someone to dote on.

At night, when Alfred was done with work and returned, he found Melora picking vegetables with his mother in the garden.

Lucia was muttering, “I planted these myself, and we didn’t use any pesticides.”

He pushed the vines above his head aside and walked over. “Mom is protective of these vegetables and normally wouldn’t let anyone eat them.”

Lucia scoffed.

She then turned to Melora and said, “Don’t listen to his nonsense. If he would bring his ‘Melo’ back home, I’d give her all the vegetables I have.”

“Melo?” Melora visibly paused.

After that, Lucia briefly told her about his drunken rambles.

Realizing what had happened, Melora blusked.

Alfred quietly watched her with a half-smile, making her even more uneasy. Still, she was touched. So Mr. Alfred calls my name when he’s inebriated.

The sky turned dark.

Lucia decided to cook, and Melora stayed near her. Even though Alfred rarely entered the kitchen, he, too, was there.

After the meal, they went back to their rooms together.

When they reached the entrance, Alfred led her into his own room.

Alfred’s room was spacious, its decor a tinge of vintage. The accompanying study was equally decorated with wooden furniture, and near the window was a spot for drinking coffee.

Melora blinked, stunned.

Alfred tapped her button nose and prompted, “Shocked?”

A little embarrassed, she muttered, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s room would be like this.”

She was certainly beating around a big bush.

In other words, she was saying that his tastes were antiquated.

How could Alfred not understand that? He simply chuckled and walked over to brew a cup of coffee for her.

When she took it, he nonchalantly said. “Shall we continue tonight?”

Melora stiffened.

Are you human?

to his back to hug him and whined. Alfred merely held her hand and drank his

he had time in the afternoon, so how

no protests.

the study,

his head to ask her to get him something, and she would eagerly run

preoccupied until eleven at

pin her against the

He had told her he was

door before Lucia’s voice

handle was already turning.

the bed stiffened.

voice was

shoved her under the blanket and kicked her house shoes under the bed. At the same time, he sat down by the edge of the bed, making it

saw him, she remarked, “Are

“Yes.

Lucia sat down.

was in the mood for a chat with her son, but that spelled misery for Melora. Being under the blanket was stuffy, and she wanted to move, but Alfred had clamped her head with his legs. He even reached. under the blanket to pat her on the head as if she was a puppy.

while, Lucia finally left.

Melora climbed out, her

I can’t

and placed her in his lap. After a long while, he muttered. “Do

Melora Blushed.

mean by

took the supper his mother

enough for Melora, so she started

pinched her cheeks and said, “Shall I wake my mother and ask her to

a terrible man, so she

hungry. Alfred kissed her. “I’ve never met anyone who’s more troublesome than you. I’ll make supper for

cook?” she queried, still

before putting on his house shoes and heading to the kitchen. To his surprise, he found

was equally stunned to see

the refrigerator. “Supper wasn’t enough,

could Lucia let her

she took the ravioli out from the refrigerator and boiled them as she chided her son, “You’re not that young anymore, so cut down on the suppers. It’s time for you to keep fit. How

Alfred kept quiet.

in the pot was boiling, Lucia scooped the ravioli onto a smaller plate before putting a dash of

a popular garnish

plate and left. Halfway to his room, he laughed.

had garnished the dish with that. It seemed like his mother was more perceptive than he

in love, every day seemed

yet to publicize their relationship. Alfred planned to have Melora spend the harvest festival together before sending her back to Barnwood..

going to take things one step at a time for their future

been stuck in the Lodge residence for three days, Melora wanted to head out for a stroll to buy some gifts for Crystal and Lucia.

by Melora’s side when she shopped. Meanwhile, Alfred sat in the

never expected to meet a familiar

spotted Alfred’s car stopped by the side of the road. Knowing that Alfred

she strode over to knock on his car window.

out of

from afar, but I didn’t think that

jogged over with a few bags. Her face was flushed from

not help but spare

a son,

learn about his private matters, Alfred said with a small

family

and she felt upset. So, even here in Coldbridge,

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