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.

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

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

She was pregnant.

carrying Alfred’s

a knock at the door followed

her belly, she slowly

hours, yet they felt somewhat distant from

trembled. She wanted to tell him that she was pregnant, but he spoke

stroked the armrest lightly with his slender fingers and deliberated for a while before he spoke. “Melora, you’ve

to tell him

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 side, not a little crybaby like you,

like her?” Melora mumbled.

of his pants. “She lost her right arm

be scared. You should return to Barnwood immediately.

didn’t understand what he meant.

only suitable for passing the

“You will never understand

dazed by

that instant, it dawned on her that Alfred did like her but just not enough for him to give up what he currently had. His love for power and money was

a good match

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

so clear to her. Would it matter if

a hazy glow on their

Melora didn’t tell Alfred

softly, “Then I wish you a bright future, Mr. Lodge.” When Alfred gazed

stood

in the end. It wasn’t until he was holding the door handle at the entrance that he said in a low voice, “Melora, I’m

prepared for this encounter and for the absence

good man again, while a person like him was

Alfred left.

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

but

lay lifelessly in there every day, surviving on whatever little

she didn’t know how to cook, she simply boiled

would wake up in fright because she would dream that her Mr. Alfred had come back. He

tears

never came back for

months later. Her baby bump had started showing. which made her even more

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

money she spent. Even a cup of milk

see Alfred

looked at her own shirt

time with Alfred was just like

Melora left, Alfred developed a bad habit of checking his phone

was not a single

any messages from her on

drop by the Miller residence occasionally, but Melora wasn’t there, and it wasn’t

was told that she had

Lucia would sometimes bring him burritos seasoned with pepper at night. Although he didn’t like it, he would eat everything as if he were eating