The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Yesterday, they spent the whole afternoon at the supermarket.

"How about you cook, and I catch some more Z's?" Alaric flashed his charming eyes at Hertha, his gaze a mix of flirtation and laziness, as if he was casting a spell or playfully whining. Just one look from him turned Hertha's insides to mush.

Good Lord, Alaric was too good at this flirtation game. Using his good looks to tempt her first thing in the morning.

Hertha was head over heels, about to agree, when her inner voice of reason awakened, stopping her love-struck brain dead in its tracks.

No way, she couldn't just cave every time Alaric turned on his charm; otherwise, she'd end up waiting on him hand and foot in the future. Wasn't raising two kids enough without adding a grown-up child to the mix? She absolutely couldn't let him get away with it.

Hertha shook off her dazed expression and firmly told Alaric, "You've got to learn. There are tons of cooking tutorials online; just look one up and give it a try."

if I mess it up, that's just a waste of time, right? How about I just go out and grab

stood her ground, "That won't do. If we keep buying food, what about all the groceries in the fridge? They'll go bad. You're a father of two now; you

don't they?" Alaric scratched

her whole life here looking after our kids?

up

keep looking after two

younger, do they really need to be

deserve a bit of time for themselves? Their desire for love and romance

finally persuaded, "Alright, I'll

kids. Imagining the kids eating his cooking, looking