Crystal's One Night of Love

As Alfred had posed the question, Henry didn’t lie to him.

He flashed a calm smile.

Alfred felt a bit jealous, but he took a sip of coffee to conceal his feelings.

Henry flipped through a magazine as he commented, “Uncle Alfred, you could do the same if you’re willing to prioritize Melora over everything else. The project is nearing its conclusion, and there shouldn’t be any unexpected developments.”

Alfred accepted the advice.

Berthold bounded down the stairs, and upon seeing Alfred still present, he blushed and nestled into Alfred’s arms, addressing him as “Daddy.”

Alfred patted the little boy’s head.

Berthold gazed at him eagerly. “When the snow gets heavy, can you build a snowman with me?”

Alfred said nothing.

He placed his son on his lap and retrieved a piece of candy from his pocket, handing it over to Berthold with a warm smile.

Berthold placed the candy in his mouth and continued gazing at him eagerly.

Alfred wanted to stay and keep his son company, but he had to leave. His work at the base still awaited. him.

He hesitated.

Sensing his hesitation, Henry picked Berthold up and gave the little boy a pat. “Go upstairs and play with Christopher. I need to talk to your daddy.”

At once, disappointment crept up Berthold’s face.

However, he still obediently went upstairs.

Inwardly, Alfred felt awful.

father, Alfred couldn’t spend much time with him. He felt like

his expression, Henry knew that he was in

and Alfred’s relationship as they both had feelings for

for Melora’s perseverance to pay off, so he refilled Alfred’s cup of coffee. After pondering briefly, he asked, “Uncle Alfred, what are your plans after this project comes to an end?”

cup as he stared at

Henry was getting at.

voice, he said, “The Lodge family has a few businesses that the younger generation isn’t managing effectively. I might consider taking them over and working to develop

not say

flight was at four in the afternoon, but he bade goodbye to them

reason behind his actions.

son one last hug, Alfred stepped out of the house into the snow. When he got into the car, Leslie asked, “It isn’t time yet. Why are

off his leather gloves

studio. Oh, and stop halfway so I

couldn’t help but smile.

that his employer intended to visit Melora, he playfully teased, “I’m sure she’ll be absolutely delighted

was laden with

later, he mumbled, “I

wanted to comfort him but decided against it. He sighed softly.

was snowing and

wasn’t heated. Melora was shooting a shampoo ad in a summer dress. After a scene had wrapped, her assistant

closer to the camera to review the playback, her

was observing her at the door.

be important in his eyes, it was what allowed her to

her work.

had spotted him.

the studio were also looking at this elegant

and instead of greeting him, he turned to Melora and whispered,

at