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.

little melancholic, he would much rather listen to her small talk.

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

a number. “I’ll

praising, “You’re so capable, Melora! Not everyone could have a chance like that.”

overjoyed to hear

one day be his wife, so it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to keep showing herself in public.

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

was to receive compliments

kissed her head. “Of

in the luxurious condominium like a married

Melora almost every week.

meals for her while she would give him massages and crawl into his embrace during the night in his

also receive

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 wouldn’t bring Melora.

Alfred would merely say it wasn’t

with her as

to ski and watch the

best time

Christmas, Alfred started to get

it had been days since they last met each other. Melora was lying on the bed,

Julia crying was heard

Even Alfred heard it through

replied, “I’m going downstairs to check it out.”

crying on Henry’s shoulder in the middle of the living room. David was gently patting

Melora was stunned.

that moment, Julia noticed Melora. “Come over here, Melora. Look at Skyler.”

downstairs and stared at

hair, the six-month-old Skyler was

Melora gazed at the picture attentively. “She resembles

up

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

Julia frowned at

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 of children for

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

with a

kept feeling as though someone was missing. I

to her room until deep into the

Alfred, she received his call. He didn’t say much, only muttering

as softly, too.

thinking. Skyler’s rebirth had given them hope

her phone, she fell