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

the suffocating ache persisted, making her eyes uncontrollably well

hit her so hard, her heart, felt as

lively, rarely one to weep.

time, tears flowed

approached. The figure bent down to look

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

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

her attempt to hide was too hasty, and Spencer still saw the tears on her face and the blood in her palm. His expression immediately filled with worry as he grasped her hand and

pull away, but when she couldn’t free herself, she just slumped down and

cut and glanced at her knees, which were scraped too,

wounds. There’s a pharmacy

let go of Hertha’s

sitting on the same place. Unconsciously, his

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