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.”

he was aware of how disappointed she’d

to the condominium when

people watching him.

phone and turned to Leslie. “Have someone keep an eye on

Leslie nodded.

night, Alfred was admitted into a private hospital at Coldbridge. Though he needed to rest after breaking a rib and suffering from a concussion, he couldn’t sleep at all. All he did for the night was

visited him after handling some

suffering such severe injury? Lie down

“There’s still so much work to-”

that moment, he noticed the diamond ring in Alfred’s hand.

a young woman, Leslie! I need to stay four years on the project. What will I become by then? Though I’m always saying Melora is young, she’s already twenty-eight.

a

stayed in the hospital for three days.

he was discharged, Melora called him. He stared at his phone for a long time before rejecting the call, which pained him greatly. I bet if she knows I don’t want her

Alfred started distancing himself from Melora.

things off with her cleanly, he did it

to his previous

with Eras

became who he used to be.

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

question him face- to-face. All she

eat while

she received news

changed into a beautiful gown. With his arm

slipped from Melora’s hand. He’s in Barnwood, yet he hasn’t

teary gaze, she still called his number, wanting an explanation.

at the clubhouse when his phone rang.

his hand down and stared

joked, “What’s the matter? Has your

moment later, Alfred smiled casually again. “She’s just

card game, he said, “Please help

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

her, he reconnected with

only she knew that, despite how affectionate he acted with her when in public, he

refused to budge, Alfred urged, “Do

“Hey, Miss Miller! Mr. Alfred is having fun in the clubhouse. How about you come

audibly quickened before the call ended

he was

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

swirling in his

that he returned to his

the window,

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said, “The condominium.”

to the

there, sleeping on the

stains on the corner of

wonder how long she’s been waiting for me. Why didn’t she sleep in the room? Does she love

as he was about to carry her,

the panic in

she cried silently. All she did was stare at him,

down on the couch, gently patting her head. “Don’t wait for

on her countenance, as though she did yet