Crystal’s One Night of Love novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303 Are They Better Than Me 

Alfred opened the bedroom door and saw that Melora had already tidied up the room and changed the bedsheet. 

She was washing the dirty bedsheet herself in the bathroom, as she was too embarrassed to get the housekeepers to clean it for her. 

Alfred walked into the bathroom and watched her in silence. 

Melora knew nothing about household chores, so not only did she fail to clean the bedsheet, but she also ended up getting herself drenched. 

“Let me do it,” he said softly. 

Melora blushed and dared not look at him because seeing him would remind her about what had happened the night before. 

Alfred held her shoulders and moved her to the side. 

Instead of rejecting his offer, Melora silently washed her hands. 

Despite his status, Alfred knew how to do chores. He had actually stayed in a rented house during his university days. 

He washed the bedsheet thoroughly. 

However, it was in a horrendous state after what they did the night before, so it still took him a while to get it cleaned. 

After he was done, he hung it up on the balcony. 

Instead of leaving, he lit up a cigarette and began smoking. At that moment, his gaze was crystal clear. 

He didn’t plan to do what he did to Melora the night before. 

After talking to David, he had wanted to go back to his room to sleep. 

When he returned to his room, he saw Berthold, who was surprisingly willing to be close to him, sleeping soundly on his bed. 

That sight made him emotional because Berthold was his and Melora’s child. 

Alfred sat by the bed and gazed at Berthold in silence. The longer he looked at his son, the more blissful he felt. 

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Suddenly, he heard the sound of someone walking in high heels coming from downstairs. 

He wasn’t supposed to exit his room because he knew that the person who had just come through the door had to be Melora. 

However, he hadn’t seen her in a long time. He couldn’t help but head out. 

She was slightly intoxicated. 

When she saw him, her eyes were glistening. There was a hint of innocence in her made Alfred lose his self-control. 

gaze 

that 

He reached out to hold her. “Why did you drink so much?” 

She was tipsy, so she didn’t shy away like she usually would and fixed her gaze on him. 

Alfred was an ordinary man with urges. His packed schedule and the thought of her had. prevented him from releasing his sexual urges. His desires grew there and then. 

However, he still had his rationality intact, so he brought her into her bedroom and lay her. down on the bed. 

He poured her a glass of water and placed it on the bedside table. “Have some water before you get changed and go to sleep.” 

Melora’s gaze was clear when she looked deeply into his eyes. 

Moments later, she turned and buried her face in the blanket. 

Although she didn’t make a sound, he knew she was crying. 

He patted her shoulder lightly and asked in a caring and gentle tone, “Were you not out on a date? What happened? Did you get bullied?” 

She kept mum, but she trembled more violently than before. 

Alfred gently turned her over. 

True enough, she was crying. 

She wasn’t a young girl, but she was a lot younger than him and had the temperament of a child. He couldn’t help seeing her as the young girl he used to know back then. 

Alfred knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help lowering his head to kiss her plump and soft lips. 

Her lips were moist and slightly parted. It was as if she had been waiting for him to kiss her. 

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Their lips and tongues entwined as they took in each other’s warmth. 

Both of them gave in to their desires, and their clothes were soon scattered around the floor. 

Melora’s tears streamed down her cheeks. She thought she had sobered up but not quite. While running her slender finger across his splendid facial features, she uttered in a hoarse. voice, “Alfred, no one can bully me.” 

No one, but you! 

As she teared up like a little girl, her state of insobriety made her want him, but deep down, she felt aggrieved. 

Alfred stroked her cheek with his long and slender fingers and consoled softly. “Don’t cry, Melora. Don’t cry!” 

At that point, he was still hesitant, but he simply couldn’t resist her. 

After all, she had called him by his first name. 

She rarely called him that because she had been calling him “Mr. Alfred” all along. 

When she called him by his first name, he felt even more aroused, and he couldn’t help seeing her as a grown woman, a woman he had a child with. 

Gently, Alfred went on to have sex with her. 

She cried even harder. However, instead of being in pain, she was feeling sad. 

It was late at night. He soothed her while getting lost in pleasure. 

After some time, she couldn’t help addressing him as “Mr. Alfred,” causing him to lose composure. The two hadn’t had sex for a long time, and they ended up enjoying each other’s company that night. 

The next morning, Melora opened her eyes and saw the man she had been missing and. resisting lying next to her. I slept with him! 

She was dumbfounded. 

He had woken up and his hand was on her waist. “Good morning.” 

The next thing he knew, he was kicked out of the room. 

His clothes were disheveled and his belt was unbuckled. 

While puffing out a cloud of smoke, Alfred heard footsteps coming from behind him. 

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“Why are you still here?” Melora asked calmly. 

Alfred turned around to look at her. 

He was wearing iron gray trousers and a simple white shirt on top. Men his age liked to dress. like that, but those who could maintain a figure and temperament like Alfred were really 

rare. 

In a gentle tone, Alfred asked, “Did you have a good time last night?” 

That question made Melora blush uncontrollably 

However, she tried to play it cool by answering. “It was all right.” 

It was all right? 

Alfred narrowed his eyes slightly. Finally, he asked a question he was supposed to ask the night before. “You’ve been on quite a few blind dates this year. Did you have sex with them?” 

Obviously, it was a blunt question. 

it out loud 

Although she had never had sex with any of her blind dates, she didn’t want to say because it would make her sound like she had been waiting for him all along. With that in mind, she chose to remain silent. 

While waiting for her answer, Alfred took a deep puff of his cigarette and stared at her. 

A sense of suffocation overcame Melora, and she wanted to run away. 

Before she could do so, Alfred pulled her into his embrace with an arm and threw his cigarette butt away with the other. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, “Are they better than me?” 

Melora felt a mix of embarrassment and irritation. 

Alfred did not feel any better either. He tightened his arm around her waist and slipped his hand into her clothes. 

“Alfred! What are you doing? We’re on the balcony, and people can see us!” 

Alfred tortured her slowly. Although he was sweating bullets, he was determined to get an answer from her. “Tell me, did you sleep with any of them?” 

“No! I didn’t!” Melora responded. 

After saying that, she felt embarrassed. Her eyes were brimmed with tears. 

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Alfred gently kissed her tears away and pleasured her with his hand. 

After he was done, she turned away. “That’s enough of you!” 

Alfred had to leave because he had a lot of matters to handle. However, he couldn’t bear to let her go. He whispered in her ear, “I had a great time last night.” 

She pushed him away and left in a panic.. 

Alfred’s gaze darkened. 

Melora had been going out on dates with other men. Alfred was jealous, but there was nothing he could do to stop her. 

In fact, Alfred couldn’t be sure she wouldn’t fall for another man. 

After all, she had the temperament of a child. 

It was undoubtedly a risky move to give her the freedom to do whatever she wanted, and Alfred knew he would never forgive himself if she were to fall for somebody else. 

He had no one to blame but himself. 

Yet, as it turned out, she hadn’t fallen for another man, and he believed her. 

Alfred lit up another cigarette and took a deep puff. At that moment, he felt a sense of satisfaction that was even more intense than the one he had felt when he had sex with Melora the night before. 

After they had sex that night, the atmosphere between them was a little different when they met again. 

The members of the Miller family noticed it, but they all said nothing about it. 

After discussing something with Alfred that afternoon, Henry went to the second floor to look for Crystal. She was in the bedroom she stayed in back then. Although her belongings. were no longer there, the furniture remained. 

eye, 

Crystal had fallen asleep on the couch. There were tears at the corner of her and the diary had fallen to the ground from her hand. 

Henry picked it up and took out a blanket to drape it over her. He wiped her tears away with his slender fingers and mumbled, “I’m right here. Why is she still thinking about him?” 

He hadn’t held her in a long time, and he missed embracing her. He lay down next to her and gently wrapped his arms around her. 

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Crystal remained asleep because she hadn’t had a good sleep in a long while. 

By the time she woke up, it was already dusk. 

She sat up and saw the blanket over her. Henry stood by the door, watching her in silence. 

Did he put the blanket over me? 

Crystal ran her fingers through her long hair and said in a hoarse voice, “Thank you!” She didn’t want to be alone with him, so she got up, wanting to head downstairs. 

“Uncle Alfred has gone back to Coldbridge,” Henry said flatly.