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?

Thus, she walked to his back to hug him and whined. Alfred merely held her hand and drank his coffee.

truth was, he was busy with work. It was rare that he had time in the afternoon, so how could he possibly

made no protests.

the study, she

to get him something, and she would

kept him preoccupied until

pin her against the bed to bully her.

thought of him as a beast. He had told her he was not going to do it earlier.

voice rang out. “Alfred, you’re

handle was already turning.

people on the bed

and her voice was a whisper. “What do

time, he sat down by the edge of the bed, making it seem like

When she saw him, she remarked,

“Yes. I’m exhausted from

Lucia sat down.

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

Lucia

closed, Melora

I can’t

his lap. After a long while, he muttered. “Do

Melora Blushed.

he mean

the supper

for Melora, so she started

mother and ask her to

so she started hammering

of 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

cook?” she queried, still hugging

before putting on his house shoes and heading to the

stunned to

the refrigerator. “Supper

her precious son do

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

Alfred kept quiet.

water in the pot was boiling, Lucia scooped the ravioli onto a smaller

had heard that cilantro was a popular garnish among young women

Halfway to his room,

eat cilantro, but Lucia had garnished the dish with that. It seemed like his mother was more perceptive than he thought.

day seemed

to have Melora spend the harvest festival together before sending her

to take things one step at a time for

wanted to head out for a stroll to buy some gifts

Alfred’s identity, Leslie was the one by Melora’s side when she shopped. Meanwhile, Alfred

to meet a familiar

meal, she spotted Alfred’s car stopped by the side

strode over to knock on his car

out of

your car from afar, but I didn’t think that it was

as Alfred was about to say something, Melora jogged over with a few bags. Her

not help but spare a

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

wanting his coworker to learn about his private matters, Alfred said with a

family friend?

skipped a beat when she heard that, and she felt upset. So, even here in Coldbridge, he can’t introduce

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