Crystal's One Night of Love

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?

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

that he had time in the afternoon, so how could he

no

study,

to ask her to get him something, and she would eagerly run errands for him.

until

time to pin her against

beast. He had told her he was

door before Lucia’s voice rang out. “Alfred, you’re not asleep yet,

handle was already turning.

people on the bed

voice was a whisper. “What do

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 seem like

When she saw him, she remarked, “Are you getting ready to

a small smile. “Yes.

Lucia sat down.

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.

Lucia

door closed, Melora climbed out, her eyes

Alfred, I

lap. After a long while, he muttered. “Do you like it here?”

Melora Blushed.

he mean by that?

questions. He took the supper his mother brought over and shared it with her.

a bowl was not enough for Melora, so she started

I wake my mother and ask

a terrible man, so she started hammering her fists against him.

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.”

cook?” she queried, still

heading to

equally stunned to

through the refrigerator. “Supper wasn’t enough, so I’m

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. It’s time for

Alfred kept quiet.

was boiling, Lucia scooped the ravioli onto a smaller

cilantro was a popular

and left. Halfway to his room,

did not eat cilantro, but Lucia had garnished the dish with that. It seemed like his mother

day seemed to

yet to publicize their relationship. Alfred planned to have Melora spend the harvest festival together

were going to take things one step

Lodge residence for three days, Melora wanted to head out for a stroll to buy some gifts for Crystal and Lucia. Furthermore, she heard

was the one by Melora’s side when she shopped. Meanwhile, Alfred sat in the car and

to meet a

her meal, she spotted Alfred’s car stopped by the side of the road. Knowing that Alfred had a brighter future than her, she prioritized building a

she strode over to knock on

then got out of the

smiled and greeted him. “I saw your car from afar, but I didn’t think that

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

could not help but spare a few more

pretty girl. Since Molly had a son, she cleared her throat and

wanting his coworker to learn about his private matters, Alfred said with a small smile, “A

family

reasons unbeknownst to Melora, her heart skipped a beat when she heard that, and she felt upset. So, even here in