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.

was a twenty-four-hour pharmacy just across the street from the hotel. After buying it and keeping it in her pocket, she hastily returned to her

lines appeared on a pregnancy test

it blankly for a long time. When she realized what she was seeing, she covered

She was pregnant.

carrying Alfred’s child.

knock at the door followed by faint footsteps. Melora

she

apart for two hours, yet

lips trembled. She wanted to tell him that she was

stroked the armrest lightly with his slender fingers and deliberated for a while

at him defiantly. She wanted to tell him that

you continue to stay by my side? Can you shed blood

like her?”

crease of his pants. “She lost her right arm and

should be scared. You should return

didn’t understand what he meant.

and cruelly, “I admire women like her! You are adorable, Melora, but you’re only suitable for passing the time when everything is peaceful. I am not destined to live in peaceful times,

will never understand any of

was dazed by Alfred’s

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

Miss Cook a good match for him,

didn’t ask the question despite 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

a hazy glow on their final silhouettes together.

the end, Melora didn’t tell

bright future, Mr. Lodge.” When Alfred gazed at her, she turned away. “Leave quickly! Otherwise, I can’t guarantee that I won’t pester

stood

hesitated 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

emotionally prepared for this encounter and for the absence of a happy ending

a good man again, while a person like

Alfred left.

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

but she didn’t dare

Broadway Alley and lay lifelessly in there every day, surviving

know how to cook, she

had come back. He would gently carry her to bed and

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

came

it was already two months later. Her baby bump

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

learned to do odd jobs, and earned a meager wage to

she had to count every money she spent. Even a cup of milk tea would seem too

Alfred in

were very expensive. When she looked at

was just like a dream.

Melora left, Alfred developed a bad habit of

a single word from

even receive any messages from

occasionally, but Melora wasn’t there, and it wasn’t appropriate for him

about it and was told that she had gone away for a retreat.

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