The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1240

“You’re so brave, honey. And that lady over there is brave too. She must’ve had a rough patch. Don’t tease her.” The little boy’s mom replied and led him away.

Kids often just scratch the surface, but adults see deeper. If it was just a simple tumble, she wouldn’t be crying her heart out like that.

It’s clear she’s dealing with something more, using the fall as an excuse to have a good cry.

Gasping for breath, Hertha’s vision blurred by tears. She watched the mother and son walk away, blinking tears that fell from her eyes.

Looking at her palm, she could see the abrasions where the stone had cut her.

Sure, it hurt, but not enough to cry over. Hertha wiped away her tears, flicked the pebbles from her hand and clenched her aching palm.

She took a deep breath, trying to ease her pain

matter how deeply she breathed, the heaviness in her chest and the suffocating ache persisted, making her eyes uncontrollably well up

with Georgia would hit her so hard, her heart, felt as if it had been scooped out.

laid-back and lively, rarely one to weep.

time, tears flowed

to look at Hertha, surprise in his voice, “Hertha,

up abruptly, her eyes meeting Spencer’s refined, handsome face, concern shining behind

made her more flustered. She quickly wiped her tears and turned

and the blood in her palm. His expression immediately filled with worry as he grasped her hand and asked, “What happened to your hand?”

when she couldn’t free herself, she just slumped down and blinked

at her knees, which were scraped too, blood mixing with dirt

“That must hurt. You need to clean up your wounds. There’s a pharmacy just ahead. Wait here, I’ll go get some

as he let go of Hertha’s

on the same place.