Chapter 327 Their House In Barnwood 2
Melora woke up near noon.
As she slowly opened her eyes, she realized she was at the unit that Alfred had gifted her.
Blinking, she hugged the bunny beside the pillow and rolled around, her heart filled with affection for
Alfred.
After all, he’d prepare breakfast for her in the morning and wash the fruits.
Basically, he doted on her as though she were a child. Any woman would find his actions sweet, given
his status.
Melora wanted to prepare dinner for Alfred but didn’t know how. After messing around for a long while,
all she aplished was overcooking the pasta, so she had no choice but to dump it.
In the end, she ordered takeout..
At four in the afternoon, Alfred returned from his meeting.
ncing at the dining table, he removed his coat and tossed it onto the couch with a grin. “Wow, you
bought a tableful of takeout for me?”
Melora stretched her finger toward him with wet eyes, showing him the wound she had sustained while
cutting vegetables.
Alfred’s heart softened as he quietly reprimanded, “Silly girl!”
After he treated her cut, they ate together.
Later, he smoked wordlessly on the couch. He was so handsome and elegant that the scene of him
rxing resembled an oil painting.
Thoughts were swirling in his mind.
Earlier during the day, Alfred rejected a task at the meeting.
It concerned the development of a new type of metal that could be used in aerospace and various
stealth. aircraft. If the research were sessful, it would elerate the technology of those crafts by
thirty years.
The more people invested in the project, the more say they would have on it. As such, many people.
wanted a piece of it.
If Alfred took the risk, he’d flourish further if and when the research was sessful four yearster.
However, he rejected it and rmended a junior instead.
He didn’t regret it, even though he had prepared for that kind of thing during the first half of his life.
Things had changed, and he wanted to provide a home for Melora more.
Melora snuggled into Alfred as he extinguished the cigarette and asked, “Will you still try to cook next
Burrowing into his embrace, Melora spoke in a small voice. “I want to learn how to cook for you”
Alfred grinned.
Though he was feeling a little mncholic, he would much rather listen to her small talk.
It had been a while since they had gotten together, and she finally felt ashamed for herck of
productivity. Pressing her check on his firm abdomen, she fiddled with one of his shirt buttons. “A few
days ago, a magazinepany invited me for a front cover photoshoot.”
She gestured a number. “I’ll be paid this much!”
Alfred pinched her cheek, praising, “You’re so capable, Melora! Not everyone could have a chance like
that.”
Naturally, she was overjoyed to hear that.
Meanwhile, Alfred had reservations about her work. After all, Melora would one day be his wife, so it
wouldn’t be appropriate for her to keep showing herself in public. Therefore, he decided to praise her
first. before dishing out a few more questions.
At that moment, Melora started backing out of the idea. “Maybe I shouldn’t go after all.”
She wasn’tcking in money. All she wanted was to receivepliments from Alfred. “Will you provide
for me?”
Alfred kissed her head. “Of course.”
Just like that, the two spent their days in the luxurious condominium like a married couple.
Alfred visited Melora almost every week.
He would prepare meals for her while she would give him massages and crawl into his embrace during
the night in his shirt.
asionally, he would also receive a few private calls.
Whenever Eras and the others invited Alfred to hang out, Alfred would reject their offer. As for any
favors he had to deal with, he would delegate them to Leslie. Rarely would he socialize with others,
and when he did, he wouldn’t bring Melora.
When Melora asked about it, Alfred would merely say it wasn’t suitable for her to join those events.
He was veryx with her as he didn’t ask about her friends.
One time, he even took her to ski and watch the aurora.
Those six months were the best time they ever had.
Nearing Christmas, Alfred started to get busy.
As such, it had been days since theyst met each other. Melora was lying on the bed, chatting with
him. on the phone.
Suddenly, the sound of Julia crying was heard from downstairs.
“What’s going on?” Even Alfred heard it through the call.
Melora replied, “I’m going downstairs to check it out.”
Upon hanging up the call, she descended the stairs. As she did, she saw Julia crying on Henry’s
shoulder in the middle of the living room. David was gently patting Julia’s back andforting her.
Melora was stunned.
At that moment, Julia noticed Melora. “Come over here, Melora. Look at Skyler.”
Thoughts swirled in Melora’s mind as she raced downstairs and stared at the picture on Henry’s phone.
With her coffee-colored hair, the six-month-old Skyler was looking absolutely adorable.
Covering her mouth, Melora gazed at the picture attentively. “She resembles Crystal so much!”
Julia teared up emotionally.
While David was also crying, he cared about his image, so he spoke rigidly. “It’s good that she
resembles. her mother. It’d be terrible if she looked like her father instead! Who’d want her when she
grows up?”
In response, Julia frowned at him..
David softened his tone, reassuring, “Look, the child’s fine. You don’t need to cry about it every day
anymore. Pull yourself together. In the future, we’ll need to help raise our grandchildren! With how
amazing Henry is, I bet he’ll have a gaggle of children for us to care for!”
“Dad, you’re making it sound like Henry’s a stud,” remarked Melora.
Davidughed with a touch of mncholy..
While Skyler was recovering, he kept feeling as though someone was missing. I wonder how Crystal is
doing right now.
Melora didn’t return to her room until deep into the night.
A long while after she sent the photo to Alfred, she received his call. He didn’t say much, only muttering
her name softly.
She replied as softly, too.
Both knew what each other was thinking. Skyler’s rebirth had given them hope that they could finally go
public with their rtionship.
Holding her phone, she fell asleep.
In the morning, Alfred called her, saying he’d be back in the condominium in an hour.
His voice sounded a bit hoarse, which was a clear sign he’d been working overtime. When she heard
he’d be arriving early in the morning, Melora was delighted and also pitied him. “I’ll drive there myself.
No need to pick me up! Besides, Henry will suspect something’s off.”
“All right, then. Drive safely, okay?” said Alfred tenderly.
They arrived at the condominium at almost the same time. When Melora met Leslie on the bottom floor.
thetter greeted her with a smile. Then, Leslie headed upstairs with bags of fruits, vegetables, and
daily necessities.
After Alfred removed his coat, Melora pounced into his embrace, pushing him against the car.
Hugging her, Alfred kissed her. Though he wasn’t young anymore, he still wanted to do something a bit
impulsive.
Their makeout sessionsted for a long time. Then, he asked hoarsely, “Did you miss me?”
“I did!” said Melora.
It was then Leslie returned downstairs, smiling. “I’ve settled the things in the unit. I’ll pick you upter at
two in the afternoon, Mr. Lodge.”
Melora felt a little embarrassed.
Holding her hand, Alfred took her upstairs.
The instant he stepped past the entrance, he eagerly removed her coat and caressed her body.
Typically, they’d have sex on the bed and rarely did it anywhere else. However, he acted differently that
day as he hastily carried Melora to the couch while kissing her.
A few minutester, they were going at it.
Melora never had such a vivid experience with sex before. As she wrapped her arms around his neck,
she stared at him with adoration.
With sweat dripping off his body, Alfred smooched her again.
His stamina and technique were excellent. Every time, he would easily cause her to orgasm in tears.
When Alfred was finally done, he rested momentarily before carrying her to the bathroom. Once the
shower was over, hey on the bed with Melora in his arms.
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Unease crept over Melora as she recalled Alfred hadn’t used any condoms earlier. It should be fine, I
think. These few days are safe…
Leaning against Alfred’s shoulder, she grumbled about how he wanted too much in a small voice.
In response, Alfred initiated another long makeout session with her. Then, he asked softly, “Aren’t you
happy?”
Blinking, Melora realized what he meant a few secondster.
After all, Skyler had recovered, meaning they could finally announce their rtionship.
However, Melora wanted Alfred to be the one to bring up the topic of marriage. Even if she couldn’t wait
for it, she felt too embarrassed to bring it up, which Alfred knew about.
He was in a good mood and went another round with her.
Exhausted, Melora fell asleep fast.
Alfred was delighted, though. When he woke up the next day, he prepared a meal and fruits for her.
Before he left, he touched the small box in his pocket.