Crystal’s One Night of Love
Chapter 239

Chapter 239 Just A Fling

Late at night in Coldbridge, Alfred had just returned from a social party. He was feeling tipsy, so he leaned back on the couch to rest.

The housekeeper wanted to serve him tea, but he raised his hand, indicating he did not need.

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The housekeeper caught on and left.

"What's up? Did that *sshole pick on you again?" Alfred asked in a tender voice.

Crystal shook her head. "No, not that. I need a favor from you. It's about Melora. Henry told. me that she ran away from home two years ago and hasn't returned since. I wonder if could help to look for her." As she talked, Alfred straightened his body slightly and unbuttoned two buttons.

In a low voice, he asked, "She hasn't been home for two years?"

"Yeah."

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Alfred fell into silence, leaving only the sound of his heavy breathing coming from his end of the phone. It took some time before he spoke again. "I happen to be in Barnwood for a business trip tomorrow. I'll come over to visit Skyler."

Crystal was surprised by the coincidence.

Before Crystal could say something, Alfred hung up the phone. Otherwise, he would lose control!

The night was getting darker, but a memory he had tried hard to forget only grew more vivid. Closing his eyes, he swore he could still hear that delicate voice.

"Mr. Alfred, I beg you. Please don't be mad at my brother..."

"Mr. Alfred, is Skyler going to be okay?"

"Mr. Alfred, you're drunk! Stop drinking... No, don't-

Alfred's face was flushed from the alcohol he had drunk at the dinner earlier, much like that night when he lost control.

That night, he forced himself on a woman sixteen years younger than him, aggressively taking from her what he wanted.

Under him, the woman never stopped crying, but she could not snap him out of his frenzied

state.

He hurt her that night.

Back in the present, Alfred silently lit a cigarette.

With his unique identity, he knew it was best not to get involved with her again because he could not give her a bright future. Furthermore, he was sixteen years older than her! Nevertheless, there was no denying the truth that he had slept with her, and with how sad. she had been when they separated back then, he had to know she was safe and sound. Alfred saw himself as a tough man. However, within that half year of being together, the sweet way she had called him "Mr. Alfred" had softened him.

He had known he would miss her a lot when she left, but what else could he do?

The next day, since Alfred was coming to visit, Crystal did not go to Henry's office. Instead, she brought Skyler to the hospital in the morning and back to the mansion in the afternoon.

Alfred arrived at the mansion at two o'clock in the afternoon.

He did not bring Melora up, but Crystal updated him with what she knew.

On the surface, he appeared to be playing with Skyler and not paying much attention to her words. Around five o'clock in the evening, he bid farewell to Crystal. "I need to get back to Coldbridge, so I won't be staying for dinner."

Crystal asked in surprise, "Do you not have even a little time for a meal?"

Holding Skyler in his arms, he gave his niece a small smile and replied, "I still have some work to do... Maybe next time!"

Crystal could feel he was not in a good mood.

Since he did not bring it up, as someone younger, she felt she should not ask too much out of respect.

Alfred kissed Skyler and strode

away.

After getting in the car, he sat there silently.

"Mr. Lodge, where are we heading?" the driver softly asked.

Alfred opened his hand and looked at his palm, where there was a faint pink scar.

In a low voice, he said, "To 19 Tinner Street."

The driver had worked for Alfred for a long time. He knew a lot of matters, even though his boss had never told him. A few years ago, there was a half-year period that Alfred would come to Barnwood and stay for one or two nights every week.

That condominium was where Alfred kept his woman.

After an hour, the car reached the condominium on Tinner Street. Alfred went upstairs alone.

The condominium was around one hundred and twenty square meters, with a luxuriously furnished interior.

He had not been there for a long time. The place was quite dusty, so the lady of the house had clearly not been there in a while too.

Choosing a spot on the couch, Alfred dusted it clean before sitting down to smoke.

In truth, he had considered marrying her.

However, she was too young. Besides, it was more of a fling between them! Furthermore, was a complicated background, while she was a simple girl. That made her not a suitable. person for being Mrs. Lodge.

After some time, Alfred made a call to his secretary.

In a slightly hoarse voice, he ordered, "Leslie, go look into the whereabouts of Melora. Miller."

On the other end of the phone, Leslie was momentarily taken aback.

He had not anticipated his boss would bring up

"Go!" Alfred said softly.

that name.

Leslie snapped back to his senses and promptly replied, "Yes, Mr. Lodge!"

After Alfred hung up the phone, he closed the door and left.

he

As he reached downstairs, all the traces of melancholy seemed to have vanished. He was back to being the impeccable Mr. Lodge. Henry came home in the evening. The moment he got out of his car, the housekeeper came forward and informed him Alfred had visited.

He responded with a faint hum of acknowledgment.

A brief moment of searching later, he found Crystal in the kitchen.

Crystal was preparing dinner. All the ingredients on the table were meant for Alfred's visit. Henry could not help but feel a little jealous. Since they reconnected, she hardly ever cooked. Yet, she had prepared s many dishes for Alfred.

She was so attractive when she focused on cooking.

Henry had never thought he would spend time with her in a kitchen.

He handed his coat to the housekeeper and walked toward Crystal. "I heard Uncle Alfred visited. What did he say?"

Crystal was preparing salmon spaghetti.

She glanced at him and deliberately said, "He is my uncle, not yours!"

Seeing a hint of playfulness in her eyes, Henry could not help but be attracted. He decided not to argue with her and said, "I need some punishment then!"

Crystal did not know how to react and wanted to send him away. "Maybe you should go see Skyler."

Henry lowered his voice. "But I want to be with you!"

The housekeeper was astute enough to leave the kitchen.

Seeing that, Henry grew bold. Wrapping his arms around her slender waist, he brushed his lips against the back of her neck. "Mrs. Miller, this spot here is so tender!"

"I am not Mrs. Miller!" Crystal raised her voice.

"Why not? We have slept together so many times. Besides that, we are married and have a child!"

He is so twisting the truth!

Crystal had been sexually harassed by him several times, so she sincerely advised him. "You should see a doctor. I'm afraid you might have some psychological issues!" Henry knew when to stop.

He

gave

her a peck on the cheek, then said, "I'm going to shower."

As soon as he left the kitchen, the housekeeper discreetly informed him, "Mr. Quinn is here. He wants to see Mrs. Miller."

Henry frowned.

While he gently rolled up his shirt sleeves, he told the housekeeper, "I'll check it out! Do not let Crystal know."

The housekeeper nodded.

Henry lit a cigarette and slowly walked toward the entrance of the mansion.

He had heard of Joshua's illness from his father. Since his father did not say much about it, he would not tell Crystal about that too.

When Joshua saw Henry, he hurriedly walked toward him and called out. "Henry!"

Henry blew out a smoke ring before shooting him a faint smile. "I'd still be willing to address. you as Mr. Quinn. However, no more visits in the future, and don't you try to look for Crystal again!" Joshua was feeling disappointed.

Raising his gaze, he slowly said, "I am not asking for a compatibility test with Crystal. All I want is only to see her."

He had brought some presents along. Some were for Crystal, while the others were for Skyler.

Henry glanced over him, and his smile was even fainter. "If you were not asking for the compatibility test, why are you here at a time like this?"

For a moment, Joshua's expression remained stiff. He then spoke with difficulty. "I didn't think it through."

Henry had barely any respect left for the older man.

On the one hand, it was because of Crystal. On the other hand, the Millers had found that Audrey was the culprit who pushed Melora into the water back then. The Quinns were well aware of it. Yet, they continued to wield that favor to manipulate the Millers for

"Don't you ever come again! I don't want Crystal to get hurt again!" Henry stated straightforwardly, his words clearly a dismissal.

years.

Joshua still wanted to plead, but Henry remained unmoved as he turned to walk away.

He turned around and walked away.

The iron gate closed, leaving Joshua outside. Among the presents in his hand, there was a book. It was a diary of his best memories with Krystal.

Henry had intended to keep the unwanted visit from Crystal.

However, when he returned to the kitchen, Crystal softly asked, "Was that Joshua?"

Henry did not expect her to know.

Crystal gave him a faint smile and explained, "My mom told me about it. They're at the same hospital. You don't have to worry about the matching, Henry. I registered as a bone marrow donor when I was twenty, so my information has been in the registry for a long time. We're not compatible at all!"

That was the reason Crystal had never been concerned about the matter.

As Crystal finished speaking, Henry suddenly wrapped his arms around her, surprising her. "Henry?"

Henry leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Crystal, can you promise to tell me all these things in the future? Anything and everything! Let's be an ordinary husband and wife, sharing everything with each other."

Crystal pushed him away and continued cooking.

Her tone was indifferent when she said, "Oh really? You didn't tell me about that actress. either!"

All of a sudden, she was lifted onto the kitchen counter.

Henry grabbed the back of her head tightly and kissed her roughly.