Crystal's One Night of Love

Melora woke up near noon.

As she slowly opened her eyes, she realized she was at the unit that Alfred had gifted her.

Blinking, she hugged the bunny beside the pillow and rolled around, her heart filled with affection for Alfred.

After all, he’d prepare breakfast for her in the morning and wash the fruits.

Basically, he doted on her as though she were a child. Any woman would find his actions sweet, given his status.

Melora wanted to prepare dinner for Alfred but didn’t know how. After messing around for a long while, all she accomplished was overcooking the pasta, so she had no choice but to dump it.

In the end, she ordered takeout..

At four in the afternoon, Alfred returned from his meeting.

Glancing at the dining table, he removed his coat and tossed it onto the couch with a grin. “Wow, you bought a tableful of takeout for me?”

Melora stretched her finger toward him with wet eyes, showing him the wound she had sustained while cutting vegetables.

Alfred’s heart softened as he quietly reprimanded, “Silly girl!”

After he treated her cut, they ate together.

Later, he smoked wordlessly on the couch. He was so handsome and elegant that the scene of him relaxing resembled an oil painting.

Thoughts were swirling in his mind.

Earlier during the day, Alfred rejected a task at the meeting.

It concerned the development of a new type of metal that could be used in aerospace and various stealth. aircraft. If the research were successful, it would accelerate the technology of those crafts by thirty years.

The more people invested in the project, the more say they would have on it. As such, many people. wanted a piece of it.

If Alfred took the risk, he’d flourish further if and when the research was successful four years later.

However, he rejected it and recommended a junior instead.

He didn’t regret it, even though he had prepared for that kind of thing during the first half of his life. Things had changed, and he wanted to provide a home for Melora more.

Melora snuggled into Alfred as he extinguished the cigarette and asked, “Will you still try to cook next

Burrowing into his embrace, Melora spoke in a small voice. “I want to learn how to cook for you”

Alfred grinned.

feeling a little melancholic, he would

and she finally felt ashamed for her lack of productivity. Pressing her check on his firm abdomen, she fiddled with one of his shirt buttons. “A

gestured a number. “I’ll be

her cheek, praising, “You’re so capable, Melora!

she was overjoyed to

After all, Melora would one day be his wife, so it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to

Melora started backing out of the idea. “Maybe I shouldn’t go after

lacking in money. All she wanted was to receive

head. “Of

like that, the two spent their days in the luxurious condominium like a

almost every week.

prepare meals for her while she would give him massages and crawl

he would also receive a

hang out, Alfred would reject their offer. As for any favors he had to deal with, he would delegate them to Leslie. Rarely would he socialize with

say it wasn’t suitable for her to

her as he didn’t ask

her to ski and

months were the best time they

Alfred started to

met each other. Melora was lying on the bed, chatting

sound of Julia crying was heard

Alfred heard

replied, “I’m going downstairs

saw Julia crying on Henry’s shoulder in the middle of the living room. David was

Melora was stunned.

“Come over here, Melora.

raced downstairs and stared at the picture on

six-month-old Skyler was looking absolutely

at the picture attentively. “She resembles Crystal so much!”

up

also crying, he cared about his image, so he spoke rigidly. “It’s good that she resembles. her mother. It’d be terrible if she looked like her father instead!

response, Julia frowned at

to cry about it every day anymore. Pull yourself together. In the future, we’ll need to help raise our grandchildren! With how amazing Henry is, I bet he’ll have a gaggle

making it sound like Henry’s a stud,” remarked

a touch of

someone was missing. I wonder how Crystal is doing right

to her room until deep

long while after she sent the photo to Alfred, she received his call. He didn’t say much, only muttering her

replied as softly,

Skyler’s rebirth had given them hope that they could finally go public with their

phone, she