The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Alaric was bouncing off the walls, full of energy once again.

Hertha, taken aback, leaned back to dodge his mischievous advance. "Hey, cut it out, will you? Have you forgotten what we're supposed to do today?"

Alaric's eyes darted, remembering the important task at hand. He sprang out of bed, grabbed his clothes off the floor, and headed for the bathroom. "Hurry, hurry, get up! The city hall's going to close soon." He had almost forgotten that today was the day he and Hertha were supposed to get their marriage license.

Watching Alaric disappear into the bathroom, Hertha couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment.

She muttered under her breath, "I should have never reminded him. He actually forgot we were getting our license today."

Could it be that he wasn't taking their marriage seriously if he forgot about something as significant as their license day?

It seemed like he didn't value getting married to her after all!

Despite Hertha's easy-going nature, she wasn't immune to the occasional overthinking and sensitivity common to many women.

their license day

time, she got out of bed, dressed, and sat in front of the vanity,

Alaric emerged to find Hertha

already past nine, and we still have to drive there. We might get held up in traffic, and if city hall closes, we'll have to

asked, "What

excitement and

getting cold

feel

vanity with one hand and placing

was the one reminding him about the license. How could she change her mind

he thought, are truly

a loss

talk at all," Hertha countered, continuing to

time for jokes, Hertha. If there's an issue, let's get the