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 banquet.

found a store. There, she exchanged her million-dollar designer dress

a sleek black car drove by

vehicle. She was accompanied by a man who had just become her boyfriend. They were

Melora from a distance, Ingrid signaled

around so late at night? Let me give you a ride home! Otherwise, if your Mr. Alfred finds out tomorrow, he’ll blame me for not doing my job properly.”

help but feel a

continued walking forward.

that moment, a young and handsome man emerged from the car and wrapped his arm around Ingrid’s waist. “Who’s

turned around and

arms, seemingly unconcerned about how people might judge them. She giggled even more alluringly and said to 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

she just say? Mr. Alfred is not with her? Why did he lie to

eyes, Ingrid decided to clarify the situation.

all in the past now. I know how he feels about me, and I’ve had my share of dreams about being his wife. But when he held me this time, he didn’t want to get close-to me in that way. That’s when I figured he wouldn’t marry me. So,

would remain celibate for anyone. The fact that he refused to

into her eyes and muttered, “Why are you telling

you!” Ingrid grinned. “Just by looking at your silly face, I can tell he must have mistreated you. I’m willing to share this with you even though it pains me. If you want to find out more, you should ask him directly. Only he holds the key to his own

the handsome man’s waist and planted a passionate kiss on

in their affection, they returned to

moving. Melora flagged it down. In the back seat, Ingrid and the handsome man were kissing. The abrupt stop startled them, and

spoke, Melora had already opened the car door and squeezed her way to

grew increasingly

was disheveled, exposing a large expanse of her fair

did not

me to the airport,” Melora said

of what to do, paled with anger.

to relent.

man smiled and attempted to comfort Ingrid.

could be alone with Ingrid. With that hidden agenda in mind, they

of a pushover, could not hold back her tears at

clothes and rolled her eyes. This crybaby is such

flights at

departure lounge, clutching a plane ticket for

could have gone home first, but she could not wait.

sit there and wait.

but she

the distance, a group of people walked by.

sitting in the empty

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

retracted his gaze and quickly entered the VIP walkway.

returning to Coldbridge, he called for an emergency meeting and spent the entire morning.

not until noon that he finally had a

housekeepers bustled about, preparing meals. When asked about the occasion, he was informed that they would be hosting a guest from Barnwood. Lucia was so thrilled that she harvested vegetables from her garden in anticipation of the guest’s

Barnwood was. Could

lighting a cigarette, he walked toward the kitchen, ready to greet

he brushed aside the vines along the corridor, he froze

Melora was sitting on a stool,

of the cherished memories from the

turned

noticed that she was wearing the same clothes he had seen at the airport last night. It turned out Melora was the

He walked over slowly, took a drag of his cigarette, and greeted them with a

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