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

to

people watching him.

hung up the phone and turned to Leslie. “Have someone keep an

Leslie nodded.

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 smoke

in the morning, Leslie visited him after handling some

after suffering such severe injury? Lie down quickly. The doctor says you need to be on bed rest for at

Alfred settle down. “There’s still so much

noticed the diamond ring in Alfred’s hand.

then? Though I’m always saying Melora is young, she’s already twenty-eight. After four years, she’ll be over thirty. There’s no way she can

to speak a word, knowing Alfred was

stayed in the hospital for three days.

was discharged, Melora called him. He stared at his phone for a long time before rejecting the call, which pained

Alfred started distancing himself from Melora.

of cutting things off with her cleanly, he did it slowly. As he tortured

Christmas, he returned to his

reconnected with Eras

again, he became who

lost a few kilograms. She often couldn’t contact Alfred, and on the occasion she could, Leslie was the one who answered in

question him face- to-face. All she could do was habitually wait for him at the condominium.

eat while waiting for him.

Valentine’s Day, she received

Ingrid at La Scala. After Ingrid finished her performance, she changed into a beautiful gown.

from Melora’s hand. He’s in Barnwood, yet he

called his number, wanting an

at the clubhouse when his

hand down and

joked, “What’s the matter? Has your puppy

later, Alfred smiled casually again. “She’s just a child. How

said, “Please help me

idea what his relationship with Melora was, but as a woman, she could tell it was intimate since he had ignored

he reconnected with her again

she knew that, despite how affectionate he acted with her when in public, he had never

budge,

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

breathing audibly quickened before the

paused for a moment right as he was about

smirked. “What did I say? A child’s attention won’t last long, but she keeps calling me. It’s quite

was swirling in

that he returned to his car. Leslie asked softly. “Where to,

stared out the window, distracted.

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he said, “The

of the night, he returned to the place that had provided him with countless joyful

surprise, Melora was there, sleeping on

the corner

Alfred teared up as well. I wonder how long she’s been waiting for me. Why didn’t she

he was about to carry her, she woke

gazed at him, the panic

“Mr. Alfred” before she cried silently. All she did was stare at him, waiting for an explanation.

the couch, gently patting her head. “Don’t wait for me anymore, Melora.”

her countenance, as though she did yet didn’t