NovelEnglishHertha's booming voice caught Alaric off guard, jolting him back to reality.
Hertha's eyes were wide as saucers, and because they were so close, her spit even landed on his face.
Alaric leaned back a bit, creating sspace between them, instantly dissolving the previous moment of closeness with Hertha's shout.
Alaric quipped, "I thought I saw a mosquito on your face. I was about to smack it dead, but you scared it off with that roar." "A mosquito on my face and I didn't feel it?" Hertha touched her face, puzzled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlaric, with all the confidence in the world, retorted, "Of course, who feels a mosquito before it bites? It's the itch afterwards that gives it away. You got lucky; it flew off before it could bite, scared off by you." Alaric's serious demeanor didn't betray a hint of deceit. When it cto charming women, he was a pro.
He had honed his ability to improvise on the spot during his various flirtations, able to concoct any excuse without missing a beat.
Hertha, seeing how convinced Alaric seemed, began to doubt herself. Could it be that she had wronged him? Was he genuinely just trying to help her with the mosquito? Feeling suddenly unsure, Hertha's voice dropped, "Maybe I got it wrong then. Let's get back to the topic. I don't want to repeat myself a third time." "Sure thing, Ms. Kensington," Alaric replied smoothly.
Ethan watched all of Alaric's expressions, silently amused. Knowing Alaric for years, he was well aware of his friend's tactics with women.
Alaric's excuse, so noble and convincing that even Hertha bought it, impressed Ethan. Yet, he had never seen Alaric look at a woman with such an earnest gaze before. To Ethan, Alaric's usual look was one of amusement or desire, never serious.
C NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON But his gaze toward Hertha was different, making Ethan realize for the first tthat Alaric might genuinely have feelings for her.
Was Hertha really that special to Alaric? This was getting interesting.
Lysander, on the other hand, remained indifferent. He knew of Alaric's ways with women and had little interest in them.
Thalassa, observing how close Hertha and Alaric were, felt a sense of worry for Hertha. Alaric, a seasoned player, and Hertha, inexperienced in love, seemed like a mismatch. Thalassa couldn't help but feel anxious for Hertha, knowing how easily Hertha had fallen for Alaric's charms three years ago.
Poor Hertha, thought Thalassa, her fate seemed so twisted.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWorriedly, Thalassa wondered what the future held for Hertha and Alaric.
After finishing her discussion on the project, Hertha looked up at Alaric) asking. Any more questions, Mr. Falconer?" "Got the gist of it," Alaric nodded.
"Well then, if there's nothing else, I'll be on my way." Standing up, Hertha gave Thalassa a look, @silent sighal, and headed for the exit. sa 'h th FindNøvel. t website on Gøøgl" to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Thalassa sensed Hertha's urgency and didn't hold her back guessing! er she must be anxious to get back to her child. Watching Hertha leave, Alaric felt a twinge of disappointment, murmuring, "So eager to leave my company?" Her hasty departure couldn't help but make him wonder if it was his presence that drove her away.
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