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 much rather listen to

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

“I’ll be paid this

her cheek, praising, “You’re so capable, Melora! Not everyone could have a chance

overjoyed to hear

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

that moment, Melora started backing out of the idea. “Maybe I shouldn’t go

lacking in money. All she wanted was to receive compliments

head.

in the luxurious condominium like a

Melora almost every week.

for her while she would give him massages and crawl

receive

their offer. As for any favors he had to deal with, he would delegate them to

would merely say it wasn’t suitable

very lax with her as he didn’t ask about her friends.

her to ski and watch

six months were the best time they ever had.

Christmas, Alfred started to get

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

of Julia crying

on?” Even Alfred heard it through

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

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

Melora was stunned.

noticed Melora. “Come over

in Melora’s mind as she raced downstairs and

her coffee-colored hair, the six-month-old Skyler was

at the picture attentively.

teared 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 instead! Who’d want her when

response, Julia frowned

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

you’re making it sound like

a touch of

kept feeling as though someone was missing. I wonder how Crystal is

didn’t return to her room

the photo to Alfred, she received his call. He didn’t say much, only muttering her name

replied as

rebirth had given them hope that they

her phone, she fell asleep.