Crystal's One Night of Love

Alfred halted in his tracks.

After a while, he instructed Leslie, “Find a hotel for her to stay.”

Leslie personally untied the ropes on Melora. When he saw that she was unharmed, he choked back his tears. “You’re okay!”

Melora remained dazed as she looked in the direction where Alfred had left.

Her heart slowly sank.

Alfred stood by the windolearly in the morning. As Leslie put a coat on him, he said softly, “Since Miss Cook’s right hand is injured, she may have to train her left hand in the future. What plans do you have for her now?”

Alfred lit a cigarette.

After a moment, he murmured, “Keep her. She’s still useful.”

He wanted Caylie to be his “lover.” That way, if anyone wanted to make a move against someone close to him, she would be the first person to go after. To put it bluntly, she would be his filter against people who wanted to harm the people he loved.

And she wouldn’t be able to refuse him.

Leslie fell silent.

Alfred turned his head and smiled bitterly. “Why are you so shocked? This is who I’ve always been. The others always say that I’m ruthless and cunning, no:

However, even a ruthless person like him had a soft spol.

And now, he was going to see her.

Meanwhile, several bodyguards were on duty outside a suite of the best hotel in Coldbridge.

Inside the suite, Melora held a box of food and ate tearfully.

Before meeting Alfred, she rarely cried. Even when she said she had taken sleeping pills when dating Robert, it was just to scare him. At that time, she had thought her infatuation with Robert was love.

But now that she had truly experienced love, she realized how superficial she had been.

Melora couldn’t finish her food. The more she ate, the more she felt like throwing up.

Later on, she felt so nauseous that she was unable to bear even the slightest scent of food. She began vomiting in the bathroom. This was unusual because she usually had a good appetite.

Melora rubbed her belly, feeling lost..

She remembered that Alfred didn’t take precautions when they had sex for the last time over a month ago.

Am I pregnant?

Melora raised her face and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her complexion was deathly pale.

She rushed out of the toilet immediately because she wanted to buy a pregnancy test kit. She wanted to know if she was truly carrying Alfred’s child. If she really was pregnant, she wanted to ask him if he wanted the baby.

The bodyguard at the door stopped her and said politely, “Miss Melora, Leslie has instructed us not to let you go out.”

Melora’s lips trembled. “I don’t feel well. I just want to go downstairs and buy medicine.”

The bodyguard hesitated.

In the end, they allowed her to go downstairs with two people assigned to follow her.

the hotel. After buying it and keeping it in her pocket,

appeared on a pregnancy test

at it blankly for a long time. When she realized

She was pregnant.

was carrying Alfred’s

at the door followed by

touching her belly, she slowly walked

hours, yet they felt somewhat distant

that she was

his slender fingers and deliberated for a while before he spoke. “Melora, you’ve seen how

wanted to tell him that

an amused smile. Then, he asked calmly, “But what can you do for me if you continue to stay by

like her?” Melora mumbled.

“She lost her right arm and I

You should return to Barnwood immediately.

understand what he

“I admire women like her! You are adorable, Melora, but you’re only suitable for passing the time

added viciously, “You will never understand any of this!”

by Alfred’s words.

like her but just not enough for him to give up what he currently had. His love for power and money was far stronger,

Miss Cook a good match for him, then?

wanting to. Slowly, she lowered her

great ambition, and he had made it so clear to her. Would it matter if she tried to tie him down with

dim lighting cast a hazy glow on

end, Melora didn’t tell

Mr. Lodge.” When Alfred gazed at her, she turned away.

stood up.

for a moment, thinking if he should give her a pat on the head, but he gave up in the end. It wasn’t until he was holding the door handle at the entrance that he said in a low voice, “Melora, I’m

this encounter and for the absence of a

girl would eventually meet a good man again, while a person like him was only fit to live in the

Alfred left.

the door being opened and closed gently, Melora slid down onto the

that, she returned to Barnwood, but

the house at Broadway Alley and lay lifelessly in there every day, surviving on whatever little

to cook, she simply boiled food in

would wake up in fright because she would dream that her Mr. Alfred had come back. He would gently

up, there would be tears at the corners of her eyes.

came back for

got over him, it was already two months later. Her baby bump had

that it was Alfred’s child in her belly. She hid here and there with no credit card or money and began

do odd jobs, and earned a meager wage

a cup of milk tea would seem too expensive to her.

would see Alfred in

clothes were very expensive. When she looked at her own shirt which cost

was just like a dream.

bad habit of checking

not a single word from

receive any messages from her on

Melora wasn’t there, and it wasn’t appropriate for him to ask her whereabouts

told

seasoned with pepper at night. Although he didn’t like it, he would