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

lines appeared on a pregnancy test

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

She was pregnant.

carrying

sudden, there was a knock at the door followed by faint footsteps. Melora recognized it as Alfred’s

touching her belly, she slowly

been apart for two hours, yet they

trembled. She wanted to tell him that she

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

stared at him defiantly. She wanted to tell him that she wasn’t afraid.

if you continue to stay by my side? Can you shed blood for me like Caylie? I need

her?” Melora mumbled.

her!” Alfred patted the crease of his pants. “She lost her right arm and I

be scared. You should return to Barnwood immediately.

what he meant.

Alfred said bluntly 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

will never understand

was dazed by

for him to give up what he

Cook a good match for

ask the question despite wanting to. Slowly, she lowered her eyes.

it so clear to her. Would it matter

cast a hazy glow on their final silhouettes

didn’t tell

up and said softly, “Then I wish you a bright future, Mr. Lodge.” When Alfred gazed at her, she

slowly stood up.

the head, but he gave up in the end. It

encounter and for

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

Alfred left.

hearing the sound of the door being opened and closed gently, Melora

but she didn’t dare

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

know how to cook, she simply

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 scolding her for not being

up, there would be tears

came back for

him, it was already two months later. Her baby bump had started showing.

her family know she was pregnant, let alone that it was Alfred’s child in her belly. She hid here and

jobs, and earned a meager wage to support herself. She even learned how to

spent. Even a cup of

Alfred in the news.

When she looked at her own shirt which cost twenty-nine, she felt that they

with Alfred was just like a

bad

was not a single

receive any messages from her on

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

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

home. Lucia would sometimes bring him burritos seasoned with pepper at night. Although he didn’t like it,