The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1451

Alaric dragged a chair over to the side of her hospital bed, his piercing eyes soft with concern despite the scolding tone of his voice. “Seriously, what’s with you? It was bad enough when you were tailgating me, and now you’re doing it to someone else, nearly getting yourself killed. Not everyone’s going to cut you slack like I do, you know.”

While taking care of the hospital bills, Alaric had called the traffic police to check on the details of Hertha’s accident. They confirmed she rear-ended someone else, which led to her own injuries.

The news that Hertha had rear-ended another car both irritated and amused him.

It irritated him because, really, couldn’t Hertha take better care of herself?

It amused him because she was still the same old scatterbrained Hertha, always lost in thought and clumsy, especially behind the wheel.

you got away with just a scare this time. What if you hadn’t been so lucky? What if it had been the end of the line for you? Then what? You’d be gone, sure, but what about me?” Alaric muttered to the sleeping Hertha, his voice tinged with a mix of blame and

up to Hertha about his feelings, and now that she couldn’t hear him, his worry made

was listening; it was just him

at the very moment he voiced his concerns, someone halted abruptly at

wall outside the room to stay out of

by Georgia. Her h felt as though it were being pierced, a wave

filled with rage and hurt, her fists clenched as she fought the resentment

deeply must Alaric care for Hertha

falling for anyone. So, none of his flings could be jealous of another; they were merely temporary comforts for his solitude-fun while it lasted and

here was this notorious playboy, apparently having fallen for a woman, confessing such profound emotions while