NovelEnglishHertha felt a shiver run down her spine, her blood seemingly flowing backward in shock. Her scalp tingled with fear, and she completely forgot to chew the bite of food she had just taken. When Thalassa saw the look of astonishment on Hertha's face, she too suddenly realized what lay inside the cupboard - it was the kids' sippy cups and cartoon-themed plates! Alaric had opened it! Thalassa was just as terrified for Hertha.
Frozen for a moment, Hertha quickly stood up and dashed towards the kitchen, her mouth still full of food, mumbling in a hurried, muffled voice, "Alaric, you're our guest, please sit down, I'll get it..." But by then, Alaric had already opened the cupboard door, revealing two adorable sippy cups and the playful, cartoon-themed plates inside.
He paused, his eyebrows knitting together slightly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHertha, in her panic, raced towards the kitchen. As she neared the entrance, her foot slipped on the glossy tile floor, propelling her forward.
"Ah!" Hertha screamed in fright, instinctively reaching up to protect her wig from falling off again.
But as she fell forward, bracing for the painful impact with the ground, her eyes shut tight in anticipation. Alaric turned around just in tto catch Hertha as she hurled towards him, her face pressing against his.
The warmth of Alaric's cheeks, their masculine elasticity, radiated a heat that was naturally higher than that of a woman's. As Hertha's face pressed against Alaric's, the scorching heat transferred to her heart in an instant, sending shivers down her spine.
Her heart raced, not only from the fear of Alaric discovering the kids' secret but from an uncontrollable infatuation.
C NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON Alaric, initially feeling a bit down, now found Hertha in his arms, soft as cotton and fragrant as lilies, invigorating his senses. His heart, as if infused with fresh blood, beat vigorously, reigniting his masculinity. His heart skipped a beat, a clear sign of being smitten. SEAR*ch the (F)indwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Just as Hertha had dashed into the kitchen, Thalassa also got up, intending to follow. But after taking just one step, she saw Hertha fall into Alaric's embrace.
Their close embrace, cheeks against cheeks, with Alaric's hands still on Hertha's back, transformed the moment from alarming to intimate. The temperature in the room seemed to rise a few degrees. Thalassa stood frozen, torn between moving forward and retreating too obviously, glancing worriedly at Spencer. Beneath his glasses, his usually gentle eyes now held a hint of coldness as he watched Hertha and Alaric.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYet, Hertha and Alaric remained in their embrace, like a scene straight out of a movie, neither willing to let go first. The atmosphere thickened with tension and awkwardness.
Thalassa raised her hand to her lips, coughing lightly, "Ahem..." She was signaling to Hertha.
Hearing Thalassa's cough, Hertha snapped back to reality, her heart resuming its feat, boiling like water on a stove, leaving her face flushed.
Quickly steadying herself, Hertha pushed away from Alaric, her face a mix of confusion andOembarrassment, saying, "The floor was just too slippery. I lost my balance."
"It's okay, glad you didn't fall," Alaric said, noticing Hertha's nervousness and embarrassment. He turned En away, slightly embarrassed himself.
Then, looking past Hertha to Spencer outside the kitchen, he explained, "She almost fell, I just caught her in time, it was an accident..." X
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