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.

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

two red lines appeared on a

at it blankly for a long time. When she realized what she

She was pregnant.

carrying Alfred’s child.

a knock at the door followed by faint footsteps. Melora recognized it as

her belly, she slowly walked out.

been apart for two hours, yet they felt somewhat distant from each

tell him that she was

on the couch, Alfred stroked the armrest lightly with his slender fingers and deliberated for a while before he spoke. “Melora, you’ve seen how dangerous it is to be by my

him defiantly. She wanted to tell him that

Alfred looked at her with an amused smile. Then, he asked calmly, “But what can you do for me if you continue to stay by my side? Can you shed blood for me like Caylie? I need someone like her by my

like her?” Melora

pants. “She lost her right arm and I did that

should be scared. You should

didn’t understand what

Melora, but you’re only suitable for passing the time when everything is peaceful. I

added viciously, “You will never understand any of

dazed by

for him to give up what he currently had. His love for power and money was far stronger, so she wasn’t a

good match for him,

didn’t ask the question despite wanting to. Slowly,

he had made it so clear to her.

cast a hazy glow on their final silhouettes

Melora didn’t tell Alfred

future, Mr. Lodge.” When Alfred gazed at her, she turned away. “Leave quickly! Otherwise, I

slowly stood up.

gave up in the end. It wasn’t until he was holding the door handle

for not being fully emotionally prepared for this encounter and for the absence of a happy

while a person like him

Alfred left.

hearing the sound of the door being opened and closed gently, Melora slid down onto the soft carpet and began

to Barnwood, but she didn’t

lay lifelessly in there every day, surviving on whatever little food

cook, she simply boiled food in

night, she would wake up in fright because she would dream that her Mr. Alfred had come back. He would gently carry her to bed and pat her bottom while

tears at the corners of her

he never came back for

baby bump

dare to let her family know she was pregnant, let alone that it was Alfred’s child in her belly. She hid here and there with no credit card or money and began wearing simple

into a rental apartment of just over twenty square meters, learned to do odd jobs, and earned a meager wage to support herself. She even learned how to make simple scrambled eggs.

count every money she spent. Even a cup of milk

see Alfred in the news.

confident as ever, and she could tell that his clothes were very expensive. When she looked at her own shirt which cost twenty-nine, she felt that they were now living in two

time with Alfred was just

Alfred developed a bad habit of checking

not a single

even receive any messages from her on special occasions or holidays.

Melora wasn’t there, and it

was told that she had gone away for a retreat.

he didn’t like it, he would eat everything as if he were eating Melora’s