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?

him, and she knew how to submit. Thus, she walked to his back to hug him and

work. It was rare that he had time in the afternoon, so

no protests.

the study, she kept him company

to get him something,

preoccupied until

finally had time to pin her against the bed

of him as a beast. He had told

knocked on the door before Lucia’s voice rang out. “Alfred, you’re not asleep yet, right? I’ve brought

handle was

people on the

and her voice was a whisper. “What do we

and kicked her house shoes under the bed. At the same time, he sat down by the edge of the bed, making it seem like he was about to go to

entered the room. When she saw him, she remarked, “Are you getting

her a small smile. “Yes. I’m exhausted from working hard

Lucia sat down.

wanted to move, but Alfred had clamped

Lucia

the door closed, Melora climbed out, her eyes teary.

I

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

Melora Blushed.

mean by that?

did not continue with the questions. He took the supper his mother brought over and shared it

enough for Melora, so she started whining for

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

a terrible man, so she started hammering her

messing around later, she hugged his neck and told him that she was hungry. Alfred kissed her. “I’ve never met anyone who’s more troublesome than you. I’ll make supper for you. then.”

can cook?” she queried,

and heading to the

equally stunned to

refrigerator. “Supper wasn’t enough, so

Lucia let her precious son do that?

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.

Alfred kept quiet.

scooped the ravioli onto a smaller plate before

was a popular garnish among young women

plate and left. Halfway to his room,

Lucia had garnished the dish with that. It seemed like his mother

day

have Melora spend the harvest

to take things one step at a time for their future plans.

head out for a stroll to buy some gifts for Crystal and Lucia. Furthermore, she heard that pumpkin pies were

was the one by Melora’s side when she

expected to meet a familiar face on

Just as she was done with her meal, she spotted Alfred’s car stopped by the side of the road. Knowing that Alfred had

she strode over to knock on his

out of

afar,

to say something, Melora jogged over with a few bags. Her face was flushed from her exercise, and she was

but spare a few

Since Molly had a son, she cleared her throat

matters, Alfred said with a small smile, “A young

family

to Melora, her heart skipped a beat when she heard that, and she felt upset. So, even here in Coldbridge, he can’t introduce me as

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