The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Her little cheeks puffed out slightly, her big, sparkling eyes fixed on Hertha, making her look like an adorable doll that almost melted Hertha's heart.

She didn't want to let the kids down, but things were way beyond her control.

Hertha couldn't just spill the beans to her; she had to play the long game.

She said, "He suddenly had to take care of some urgent business; he's gone on a trip and it'll be a while before he's back. As for when, even Mommy doesn't know."

Listening to Hertha spin her tales, Kimberly sighed deeply, "What a mess, I wonder how you'll sort this one out?"

Kimberly had lowered her expectations to just wishing Hertha would get married, but now, it seemed like Hertha couldn't even start her own family.

"Mom, let's not show the kids this kind of negativity," Hertha gently reminded Kimberly.

"Alright, alright, do whatever you want; I'm out!" Kimberly stood up, waving her hand dismissively as she headed to the kitchen, looking utterly exhausted.

accept a man who had children with another

but who knew Alaric would turn out to be such a

entangle herself with him, she'd never find peace. Better

her mother had given

what she had wanted, yet a wave of

painful at the moment, but time had

after all the ups and downs with Alaric, thinking they could start over only to give up again, the

held her breath,

just one guy. Sure, it's hard to find a

full well that Hertha's parents were also home right across the hall

on the couch, Remington called

but answered,

too upbeat. What's wrong, work wearing