Crystal's One Night of Love

At two in the afternoon, Leslie came to pick Alfred up.

After Alfred boarded the vehicle, Leslie teased, “You seem high-spirited today.”

Alfred grinned. “Not at all. She was so clingy that I feel tired!”

Leslic chuckled.

Hours later, Alfred left his meeting with a scowl.

Leslie approached him, asking in a whisper, “What happened?”

“We’ll talk in the car.”

Once inside the automobile, Alfred pulled the curtains for the windows and sighed. “Do you remember the project from half a year ago?”

Leslie nodded.

Undoing one button on his shirt, Alfred continued, “I recommended Noel for the project. However, he and his wife died in a suspicious car accident.”

Leslie was stunned for a long while.

Lowering his head, Alfred lit a cigarette with trembling fingers. Several minutes passed before he took a puff. What he didn’t tell Leslie was that there were obvious bruises on Noel and his wife that looked like they were beaten up.

Ultimately, Noel had sacrificed his and his wife’s lives to protect the project data.

Someone had to take over the project.

And since Alfred was the one who designated Noel to oversee it, he had to take responsibility.

As he continued to smoke with his quivering fingers, he removed the small box from his pocket with another hand. Initially, he planned to propose to Melora today and marry her after Christmas.

However, Noel’s death made him question if he should.

The sight of Noel’s and his wife’s ghastly deaths haunted Alfred.

Though Alfred didn’t speak his mind, Leslie could guess what the former was thinking about. Unfortunately, he could only remain silent.

Suddenly, something smashed into the black Audi, launching Alfred forward.

When the car stopped, a man in black clothing riding a motorcycle in front of the automobile halted as well. He then peered through the window as though he had x-ray vision.

The driver cursed and made to exit the vehicle.

Bearing the pain, Alfred exclaimed, “Don’t step out of the car! It’s dangerous!”

When the man in black clothing saw the car didn’t move, he sped off.

Leslie crawled to the backseat to check Alfred’s injury. “How are you feeling, Mr. Lodge?”

Alfred pressed his hand on his abdomen. I must’ve broken a rib.

Despite that, he didn’t show any emotions in his countenance. “To think they’ve received the news so soon. after the meeting concluded! This foreign company is outrageous!”

As much as he wanted to avenge Noel and the latter’s wife, he had to focus more on protecting his own life.

At that moment, his phone rang.

It was from Melora. After a brief moment of hesitation, Alfred answered the call and uttered gently, “I’ve got an emergency at Coldbridge, so I won’t be joining you later, Melora.”

was aware of how disappointed

didn’t have the nerve to return to the condominium when there were

people watching him.

the phone and turned to Leslie. “Have someone

Leslie nodded.

Alfred was admitted into a private hospital at Coldbridge. Though he needed to rest after breaking a rib and suffering from a

in the morning, Leslie visited him after handling

injury? Lie down quickly. The doctor says you need to be on bed

down. “There’s still so

noticed the

then? Though I’m always saying Melora is young, she’s already twenty-eight. After four

dare to speak a word, knowing Alfred was upset.

only stayed in the

long time before rejecting the call, which pained

started distancing himself

Melora. Instead of cutting things off with her cleanly, he did it slowly. As he tortured her, he was hurt,

Christmas, he returned to

reconnected with Eras and

he became who he used to be.

the time Christmas was over, Melora had lost a few kilograms. She often couldn’t contact Alfred, and on the occasion she could,

didn’t have the courage to question

to eat while waiting

Day, she received news

she changed into a beautiful

newspaper slipped from Melora’s hand. He’s in Barnwood, yet he hasn’t asked to meet

gaze, she still called

at the clubhouse when his phone

the cards in his hand down and stared at

“What’s the matter? Has your

just a child. How long can her attention

said, “Please

with Melora was, but as a woman, she could tell it was intimate

to her, he

despite how affectionate he acted with her when in public,

refused to budge, Alfred urged, “Do

Miller! Mr. Alfred is having fun in the clubhouse. How about you come

quickened before

he

won’t last long, but she keeps calling me. It’s quite

was swirling in his eyes.

his car. Leslie

the

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he said, “The condominium.”

the middle of the night, he returned to the place

there, sleeping on

stains on the corner of

the entrance, Alfred teared up as well. I wonder how long she’s been waiting for me. Why didn’t she sleep in the room? Does she

to carry her, she woke up.

him, the panic in

the word “Mr. Alfred” before she cried silently. All she did

down on the couch, gently

as though she did yet didn’t understand