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.

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

lines appeared on

When she realized what she was seeing,

She was pregnant.

carrying

there was a knock at the door followed by faint footsteps. Melora recognized

touching her belly, she

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

to tell him that

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

at him defiantly. She wanted to tell him

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

her?”

admire her!” Alfred patted the crease of his pants. “She lost her right

You should return

didn’t understand what he meant.

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

added viciously, “You will never understand any

by Alfred’s words.

her that Alfred did like her but just not enough for him to give up what he currently had. His love for power

Miss Cook a good

ask the question despite wanting to.

it so clear to her. Would it matter if she tried to

glow on their final

Melora didn’t tell

merely looked up and said softly, “Then I wish you a bright future, Mr. Lodge.” When Alfred gazed at her, she turned away. “Leave quickly! Otherwise, I

slowly stood up.

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

for this encounter and for

good man again, while a person like him was only

Alfred left.

opened and closed gently, Melora slid down onto the soft carpet and began to cry

that, she returned to Barnwood, but she didn’t dare to

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

she didn’t know how to cook, she

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

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

he never came back for

was already two months later. Her baby bump had started showing. which made her even more afraid to go

alone that it was Alfred’s child in her belly. She hid here and there with no credit

over twenty square meters, learned to do odd jobs, and earned a meager wage to support herself.

to count every money she spent. Even a cup of milk

she would see Alfred

she looked at her

with Alfred was just like a dream.

a bad habit of checking his phone frequently.

a single word from her.

from her on special occasions

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

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

would sometimes bring him burritos seasoned with pepper at night. Although he