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

store. There, she exchanged her million-dollar designer dress for a modest outfit worth a few hundred and aimlessly strolled through

sleek black car drove

by a man who had just become her boyfriend. They were preparing to enjoy a night of intimacy.

from a distance, Ingrid signaled

she asked, “Why are you wandering around so late at night? Let

not help but feel a surge of

continued walking forward.

emerged from the car and wrapped his arm around Ingrid’s waist.

around and looked

kid. Isn’t it normal for men and women to behave like this?

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

eyes, Ingrid decided to clarify the situation.

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

anyone. The fact that he refused to touch her. meant he was

into her eyes and muttered, “Why are

I feel sorry for 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

man’s waist and planted a passionate kiss

their affection, they returned

the handsome man were kissing. The abrupt stop startled them, and the driver, visibly uncomfortable,

squeezed her way

atmosphere grew increasingly awkward.

was disheveled, exposing a large expanse of

man, too, did not

airport,” Melora said stiffly.

anger. “Why should

to relent.

comfort

so that he could be alone with Ingrid. With that hidden agenda in

tears at the thought that Alfred might be going

tidied her clothes and rolled her

no more flights at such

the departure lounge, clutching a plane ticket for the earliest flight to

first, but she could not

sit there and

considered calling Alfred, but she was afraid he would not

the distance, a group of

a young girl sitting in the empty waiting area looking sad. She looks like

reminded him, “Mr. Lodge,

his gaze and quickly entered the

called for an emergency meeting and spent the entire morning. attending to official duties.

noon that he finally had a

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

Barnwood was. Could

walked toward the kitchen, ready to greet

the vines along the corridor, he

sitting on

him of the cherished memories from

eyes turned

she was wearing the same clothes he had seen at the airport last

walked over slowly, took a drag of his

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