She never told Alaric her birthday, did she? And Alaric never celebrated it with her either.

So, how on earth did he know her birthday?

Wait, that's not even the main issue. The real question is, why would he use her birthday as his phone's passcode?

This guy must be nuts!

Hertha was flabbergasted as she scrolled through the call log, her eyes nearly popping out when she saw the top entry-a junkyard!

No way!

The number Alaric had called was for a junkyard!

Was he planning to sell her car as scrap?

just as Hertha was reeling from her discovery. Snapping back to reality, Hertha lifted her phone to chuck it at him, each word seething through clenched teeth, "Alaric,

and not his face.

maybe aim somewhere other than the face next

exactly your face I was aiming for! Alaric, don't think just because you're good-looking, you can do whatever you please! Not only do

chest heaving with anger as

But you're the one pushing me away," Alaric retorted with an innocent

ears, "Can you not be such a

Alaric pointed out, touching his nose as if he was

surge of frustration, stuck in her throat, unable to vent or swallow. She was on the

in public without a

care about his

moved closer to Alaric, teeth gritted, "Shut up!

now," Alaric replied, puzzled, indicating it was

do you have to

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