The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1452

In the hospital room, Alaric couldn’t contain his inner turmoil as he poured his heart out to Hertha, only to be met with the beeping of the heart monitor as his sole response.

Hertha lay motionless on the bed, eyes shut, so still it seemed as if Alaric was the only soul in the room.

The once feisty Hertha, who loved to banter with Alaric, now lay silent as if she were nothing more than a breathing statue.

A heavy pain settled in Alaric’s chest.

The thought of Lysander, who had suffered a head injury and become comatose, tormented him. He dreaded the thought of Hertha sharing the same fate.

had suppressed within his heart for three long

them. But when the person encountered trouble and they realized there was a possibility of losing them forever, the emotions in their hearts could

a deep breath, Alaric leaned in close to Hertha, gently lifting her unencumbered hand, his thumb softly caressing the back of it. His voice was hoarse with emotion. “Hertha,

swallowing the painful lump in his throat, the rest of his sentence remaining unspoken.

Spencer’s wife. No matter how much I yearn for you, what can I do? I can’t make you

emotions within her, attempting to heed

by Alaric inside the room landed like a brutal punch to her already bruised heart, igniting the simmering rage into a furious blaze that she could no

approached Alaric, “Alaric, do you even hear yourself? I’m your fiancée, and you’re here lamenting over missing three years with another woman! Where does that leave me?” Her piercing voice echoed in every corner of

as he looked up to see Georgia, fuming, advancing toward the

just before she reached the bed, his hand pressing against

angrily, Alaric measured his strength, pushing Georgia