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

lines appeared on a pregnancy

time. When she realized what she

She was pregnant.

was carrying Alfred’s

at the door followed by faint footsteps. Melora

her belly, she slowly walked

for two hours, yet they felt

lips trembled. She wanted to tell him that she was

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

She wanted to tell

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

like her?” Melora

his pants. “She lost her right arm and

be scared. You should

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

never understand any of

dazed by Alfred’s words.

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

good match for

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

of great ambition, and he had made it so clear to her. Would it matter if she

a hazy glow on their final silhouettes together.

didn’t tell Alfred about

wish you a bright future, Mr. Lodge.” When Alfred gazed at her, she

stood

the head, but he gave up in the end. It wasn’t until he was holding the door handle at the entrance

being fully emotionally prepared for this encounter and for the absence of

man again, while a person like him was only fit to live in the realm of

Alfred left.

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

but she didn’t

to the house at Broadway Alley and lay lifelessly in there every day,

she didn’t know how to cook, she

come back. He would gently carry her to bed and pat her bottom while

up, there would be tears at the corners of

he never came

she finally got over him, it was already two months later. Her baby bump had started showing. which made her even more afraid to

let alone that it was Alfred’s child in her belly.

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

Alfred

as 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 completely

Alfred was just like a dream.

a bad habit of checking his

was not a single word from

messages from her on special

the Miller residence occasionally, but Melora wasn’t there, and it wasn’t appropriate for him to ask her whereabouts

told that

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