NovelEnglishThe moment she spotted him, sitting near the entrance in the most conspicuous booth, Alaric! His charming face was a mafor eyes, and Hertha recognized him instantly! Her breath hitched, she quickly grabbed her children's hands, her heart pounding, holding her breath, silently and swiftly moving forward! As she walked, she silently prayed, please don't see me, Alaric, please don't notice me! How naive she had been, thinking Ethan would discuss work without bringing Alaric. Didn't she realize that Alaric, being the project director, would definitely be involved in such major design decisions? Luckily, Alaric was drinking his coffee, his gaze obscured, not looking towards the entrance.
Hertha, with her children, made a nerve-wracking escape from the, not yet sighing in relief when she looked up to see two figures approaching! Sear*ch the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
A middle-aged couple, heads down, chatting and laughing, heading toward the restaurant.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOh no, it was Hertha's mother and father! Despite three years of absence, how could she not recognize her own parents? Her steps halted, holding her children's hands, frozen, as she watched the approaching pair. Now, where could she hide? The elderly couple, still sharing a laugh, suddenly noticed the two adorable children ahead.
Kimberly, her heart swelling with affection, gazed at the cherubic little ones, saying, "Oh, look at those children, darling. That boy, he looks just like our Hertha did as a child." Ashton, looking at the plump little angels, couldn't hide his delight, sighing, "Hertha's always been too stubborn, not contacting us for three years. If she had married Spencer, her children would probably be jus as lovely, and we'd be grandparents by now." C NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON "Indeed, I wonder whose good fortune it is to have such adorable grandkids," Kimberly lamented, recalling how Hertha had stubbornly refused to marry Spencer, leading Kimberly to drive her out in a fit of anger.
Hertha had been truly heartless, not reaching out to them for so many years.
And Kimberly, pride getting the better of her, hadn't reached out to Hertha either. Every tshe was about to dial Hertha's number, the memory of Hertha's resolute gaze as she left hwould torment Kimberly, anger preventing her from making the call.
Hearing her parents' discussion, Hertha felt a pang of sadness. As they ccloser, she hurriedly turned around, not wanting her parents to see her.
But it was too late. After observing the children, Kimberly looked up at their mother, curious about the woman who bore such adorable kids.
Her eyes met a familiar face, the one she longed for in her thoughts.
Hertha turned swiftly, but Kimberly excitedly called out, "Hertha, is that you... uh....." Kimberly couldn't finish her sentence before Hertha suddenly stepped forward, covering her mouth.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"What are you doing, you..." Ashton, thinking his wife was in danger, was about to take a swing at Hertha.
Hertha lifted her eyes, panic-stricken, and whispered to Ashton, "Dad, it's me, shh, please keep it down..."
"Mommy!" Julian and Helena ran to Hertha's side, clutching at her jeans, their young brows furrowed in confusion and fear, glaring defensively at Ashton.
Meanwhile, back in the restaurant, Alaric set down his cup, casually digging at his ear with @finger, puzzled, "Did anyone else hear someone outside calling for Hertha, and kids calling for mommy..." X
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