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

keep buying food, what about all the groceries in the fridge? They'll go bad. You're a father of two now; you need to learn to cook

their grandma, don't they?"

after our kids? Don't you think she

taken up

It's embarrassing enough without expecting her to keep looking after two kids."

really need to

themselves? Their desire for love and romance is probably

finally persuaded, "Alright,

thinking of the future meals he'd prepare for the kids. Imagining the