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.”

aware of how disappointed she’d feel.

to the

people watching him.

turned to Leslie. “Have someone keep an eye on her until she returns home

Leslie nodded.

to rest after breaking a rib and suffering from a concussion, he couldn’t sleep at all. All he did for

four in the morning, Leslie visited him after handling some

can you still smoke after suffering such severe injury? Lie down quickly. The

helped Alfred settle down. “There’s

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

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. After four years, she’ll be over thirty. There’s no way she can waste four years waiting for me.” I also don’t want to think about the possibility that my enemy knows about her. I can’t

dare to speak a word, knowing Alfred was upset.

in the hospital for three

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 anymore, she’ll cry.

then on, Alfred started distancing

with her cleanly, he did it slowly. As he tortured her, he was hurt, too.

to his

Eras and the others.

again, he became who he used

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

was doing. However, she didn’t have the courage to question him face- to-face. All she could do was habitually wait

eat

Valentine’s Day, she received news

to support Ingrid at La Scala. After Ingrid finished her performance, she changed into a beautiful gown. With his arm wrapped around

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

she still called his number, wanting an

the clubhouse

hand down and stared at Melora’s number

your puppy caught

casually again. “She’s just a child. How long can her attention last?”

said, “Please help me

was, but as a woman, she could tell it was intimate since he had ignored her for

reasons unknown to her, he reconnected with her again

acted with her when in public, he had never touched her again after their

she refused to budge, Alfred urged, “Do it!”

to answer the call. “Hey, Miss Miller! Mr.

audibly quickened before

moment right as he was about to play his

he smirked. “What did I say? A child’s attention won’t last long,

icy look was swirling in his

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

out the window,

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said, “The

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

was there, sleeping on the

on the corner of her

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

to

panic

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

settled her down on the couch,

countenance, as though she