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.

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

night grew deeper, a sleek black car drove by

vehicle. She was accompanied by a man who

Ingrid signaled the

a rather kind tone, she asked, “Why are you wandering around so late at night? Let me give you a ride home! Otherwise, if your

help

walking forward.

young and handsome man emerged from the car and wrapped his arm around Ingrid’s waist. “Who’s this?”

and looked at

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

Alfred

the doubt in Melora’s eyes, Ingrid decided to clarify the

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

woman who would remain celibate for anyone. The fact that he refused to touch her. meant he was not interested in

gazed steadily into her eyes and muttered, “Why are you telling me this?”

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

she embraced the handsome man’s waist and planted a passionate

in their affection, they

the car started moving. Melora flagged it down. In the back seat, Ingrid and the handsome man were kissing. The abrupt stop startled them, and the driver, visibly uncomfortable, said, “Miss

already opened the car door and squeezed her way to where Ingrid and

grew

large expanse of

too, did not look

the airport,” Melora

paled with anger. “Why should I?

refused to relent.

and attempted to comfort Ingrid. “Let’s give her

so that he could be alone with Ingrid. With that hidden agenda in mind, they set off for the

often a bit of a pushover, could not hold back her tears at the

and rolled her

no more flights

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

gone home first, but she could

sit there and

she was

group of people walked by.

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

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

his gaze and quickly entered

he called for an emergency meeting

was not until noon that he finally had a moment to return home.

they would be hosting a guest from

who the guest from Barnwood was.

toward the kitchen, ready

vines along

he saw that Melora was sitting on a stool,

of the

eyes turned

he had seen at the airport last night. It turned out Melora was the

utterly sad, but he maintained his composure. He walked over slowly, took a drag of his

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