Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 330 Tired Of Her 3 

Alfred still walked over.

The neon lights of the city draped them in a kaleidoscope of colors, rendering everything as surreal as a dream.

It was as if he had never left or spoken those hurtful words.

He was still her Mr. Alfred, always ready to embrace her late at night and playfully call her “Melo” in the morning before informing her of his departure.

Her lips quivered as she watched him approach her.

If only this dream could last forever, but her pride would never allow her to live in denial.

“Melora.” Alfred gently caressed her face, reluctant to let go.

She evaded his touch and gave him a slap.

The slap was not forceful, yet its sound echoed like thunder, marking a clear boundary between them.

She felt somewhat dazed after giving him the slap.

Her lips trembled as she said, “Mr. Lodge, you’re so generous, even arranging exit strategies for women you’ve slept with. But whether I’m single or taken, whether anyone desires me or not, it truly has nothing” to do with you!”

She forced herself to utter those words and then proceeded toward the door.

However, no matter how hard she pulled, the door remained shut.

She stood there stiffly, her voice carrying a nasal tone as she said, “What are you doing? Aren’t you. afraid that being seen like this will affect your reputation?”

Alfred walked over slowly and held her hand firmly.

He got so close that if he just tilted his head, he could kiss her soft earlobe-a spot he loved to tease during their intimate moments which would drive her to the edge.

Yet now, he could only hold her hand and speak softly. “Listen to me. Find someone to marry and live a peaceful life.”

Melora fell into a daze once more. Live a peaceful life? I don’t even know what a peaceful life means ever since I got into this messy relationship!

Melora was not a mean person. Even when he toyed with her feelings, she could not bring herself to speak harshly. Her only desire was to escape from him and get out of his sight.

In the end, Alfred decided to let her go.

He could only stay behind and watch as her footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Leslie appeared silently and asked in a hushed tone, “She left?”

Alfred hummed in response before slowly lighting a cigarette. He then said, “Encounters like today will probably become increasingly rare in the future. It’s normal for young people to throw tantrums, but they’ll come around eventually. Leslie, do you think she’ll be able to find a good man, marry him, and have children with him within the next two years? If she were to give birth to a girl, I bet the girl would look just like her.”

“Please don’t say that anymore!” Leslie got slightly dewy-eyed. Perhaps there’s still hope!

Alfred stood there quietly, his handsome face composed and devoid of expression.

He had too many worries to deal with.

If he had met Melora a decade earlier, he would have undoubtedly married her, brought her home, and made her the happiest woman in the world.

He let out a sigh after a while, “Prepare a jet. We’re heading back to Coldbridge.”

Melora left the

million-dollar designer dress for a modest outfit worth a few hundred and aimlessly strolled through the streets.

a sleek black car drove by her

the vehicle. She was accompanied by a man who had just

from a distance, Ingrid signaled the driver

wandering around so late at night? Let

words, Melora could not help but feel a

walking

that moment, a young and handsome man emerged from the car and wrapped his arm around

turned around and looked at

Melora, “Why do you look surprised? No wonder you’re just a kid. Isn’t it normal for men and women to behave like this? Do you think I’ll stay abstinent for Alfred? Besides, since you came along, he’s never come close to me, let alone touch me. I might as

just say? Mr. Alfred is not with her? Why

eyes, Ingrid decided to clarify

had my share of dreams about being his wife. But when

a woman who would remain celibate for anyone. The fact that he refused to touch

her eyes and muttered, “Why are you

to share this with you even though it pains me. If you want to find out more, you should ask him directly.

waist and planted a passionate

their affection, they returned to the

seat, Ingrid and the handsome man were kissing. The abrupt stop startled them, and the driver, visibly uncomfortable, said, “Miss Miller

and squeezed her way to where Ingrid

atmosphere grew

exposing a large expanse

man, too, did not

airport,”

to do, paled with anger. “Why should I? I don’t

refused to

man smiled and attempted to comfort

was very attracted to Ingrid and wished for Melora to divert Alfred’s attention so that he could be

her tears at the thought that Alfred might be going through

her clothes and rolled her eyes. This crybaby

flights at such

clutching a plane ticket for

have gone home first, but she

sit there

but she was afraid he would

distance, a group of people walked by.

girl sitting in

until Leslie reminded him, “Mr. Lodge, the flight is about to

gaze and quickly entered the VIP

he called for an emergency meeting and spent the entire morning. attending

noon that he finally had a moment to return

occasion, he was informed that they would be hosting a guest from Barnwood. Lucia was so thrilled that she harvested vegetables from her

the guest from Barnwood was. Could it be Anna?

a cigarette, he walked toward the kitchen, ready

vines along the corridor,

that Melora was sitting on a

of the cherished memories

turned

as his gaze locked onto them. He also noticed that she was wearing the same clothes he had seen at the airport last night. It turned out Melora

maintained his composure. He walked over slowly, took a drag of his cigarette, and greeted them with a smile, “Melora, did you come

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