Chapter 1411

Hertha glanced at the rear–view mirror, the figure of Alaric shrinking into the distance. A sigh of melancholy escaped her lips.

“Fate without destiny, that’s the cruelest thing,” Hertha mused.

At that moment, Alaric stood by the curb outside the hotel, his roguish, hawk–like eyes brimming with a sense of loss as he watched Thalassa and Hertha’s car fade away.

Hertha had bolted out of the elevator with such haste, clearly avoiding him.

Once out, she’d grabbed Thalassa’s arm and hurried away. She just didn’t want to get too involved with him anymore.

She’d once fallen head over heels for him, launching into a relentless pursuit.

But now, she was not only pushing him towards Georgia but also avoiding him like the plague.

over by Dr. Funke’s character, which led her to confess her

woman whose heart flitted from one

this, Alaric felt not just a surge of anger but also

once looked down on Hertha, casually dismissing her fervent advances. But now, as her interest

dropped Hertha off at

three–bedroom, two–bath unit there.

come on up for a bit,” Hertha invited sincerely after stepping out of

didn’t

I’d love

as they entered, they were

the aroma was intoxicating.

mat, rolling a ball back

a chubby two–year–old boy with big, round eyes and a small mouth, the spitting

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