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.

melancholic, he would much rather listen to her

a while since they had gotten together, 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

a number. “I’ll be paid

Melora! Not everyone could have

overjoyed

her work. After all, Melora would one day be his wife, so it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to keep showing herself in public. Therefore, he

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

All she wanted was to receive compliments from Alfred. “Will you provide for

head. “Of course.”

their days in the luxurious

almost every

she would give him massages and crawl into his embrace during the night in

he would also receive a

others invited Alfred to 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 others, and when he did, he

merely say it wasn’t suitable for her to join

as he didn’t ask

her to ski

were the best time they ever

started to

days since they last met each other. Melora was

Julia crying was

going on?” Even Alfred heard it through the call.

going downstairs to check it out.”

Henry’s shoulder in the middle of the living room. David was gently patting Julia’s back and

Melora was stunned.

Melora. “Come over here, Melora. Look at

downstairs and stared at the picture on Henry’s phone.

coffee-colored hair, the six-month-old

her mouth, Melora gazed at the picture attentively.

up emotionally.

that she resembles. her mother. It’d

response, Julia frowned

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

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

a touch

recovering, he kept feeling as though someone was missing. I wonder how Crystal is doing

her room until deep

while after she sent the photo to Alfred, she received his call. He

replied as

was thinking. Skyler’s rebirth had given them hope that they could finally go public with

her phone, she