Three years ago, she caught Alaric and Georgia in a moment of naked truth, tangled in sheets together. It was clear they had a connection.

So, they had a child together. Wasn't that the natural progression of things?

Yet, she clung to a sliver of hope, fooling herself into believing the child in Georgia's arms wasn't Alaric's.

Was she in denial about Georgia, or was she still harboring fantasies about Alaric?

"Hertha, listen to me, the only child I acknowledge is ours..." Alaric pleaded, desperate to get his point across.

"Shut up!" Hertha snapped, her voice sharp as she glared at Alaric, teeth clenched in anger and anxiety. "Alaric, I will never have a child with you in this lifetime!"

With that, she shot Georgia a look and stormed off.

Alaric, that jerk, had the audacity to bring up their child in front of Georgia! Didn't he realize that was a secret she intended to keep buried?

to the Falconer family. And knowing the Falconers, they would stop at nothing to

had made it crystal clear back then. Beatrice and Remington were so kind to her, merely because they wanted her to bear Alaric's children. As for

Hertha and

least for now, Alaric seemed to have a shred of decency, not to let slip

if Georgia were to find out by accident, it wouldn't be

would lose her children and

was Hertha's

couldn't stay any longer, or

leave, Alaric hurried after her,

children, and Alaric realized that he nearly let their late slip in front

was about to try and soothe things over

child is hurt, you can't just

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