NovelEnglishAlaric Falconer deftly caught the lettuce she tossed his way and dunked it into the hotpot, his smile unwavering. "I didn't say a thing. You're the one jumping to conclusions." "See? Always acting innocent and then playing the blgame. Good thing I cut my losses early," Hertha Kensington huffed, rolling her eyes at Alaric.
Words spoken without intent, heard with deep meaning.
Hertha's remark momentarily froze Alaric, his heart tightening as he turned his slender, hawk-like gaze towards her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA shadow of sorrow and depth lingered in his eyes.
Was it his fault that Hertha wouldn't be with him? Did her words mean her affection for him started with his looks but ended with his personality? "Why are you looking atlike that? I'm just stating the facts! Go ask any of your exes, they all think the same," Hertha said between bites, never missing a chance to tease him.
After all, Alaric had a thick skin; nothing she said could truly upset him.
Teasing him was Hertha's favorite pastime.
Alaric just tugged at the corners of his mouth silently and continued to add more ingredients to the hotpot.
Now that he knew why Hertha had pulled away, all he had to do was adjust his behavior to match her preferences. It was better than being clueless as before, he thought to himself.
Meanwhile, Reginald Whitman was speeding toward Starhaven Hospital, with Rosalind and Thalassa seated in the back. Rosalind kept her distance from Thalassa, envious of the attention Lysander showed Thalassa over her. Rosalind couldn't hide her discomfort any longer. "Bro, Thalassa has to work. Why drag her along?" NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON "You know she's your sister. Dad's been most worried about her. If he's on his last breath, having Thalassa by his side would mean he could die peacefully," Reginald replied, his grip on the steering wheel firm. "Stop talking nonsense! Dad's going to be fine," Rosalind snapped back, eager to ward off any bad luck Reginald's words might bring.
Thalassa remained silent, her brows knit together in worry, her hands unconsciously tightening around each other.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThough her relationship with Joshua Whitman was distant, it was Joshua who had facilitated her reunion with Zephyr, allowing her the chance to care for Lysander. Deep down, Thalassa was grateful to Joshua.
Over the past three years, Joshua had found various reasons to visit her, always treating her kindly and En with warmth.
She didn't feel a strong attachment to Joshua, but she didn't dislike him him either. Shash the Fix overset Findoverwebsite on Google to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. Hearing Reginald mention Joshua's potential death made her heart clench with worry.
Arriving at the hospital, the three rushed towards the emergency room, where Matilda was already waiting anxiously.
Beside her, a man in a bespoke black suit exuded a stern and commanding presence from his wheelchair. His NO profile was strikingly handsome, with sharp, elegant features. It was Lysander! The sight of him made Thalassa's breath catch, her already anxious heart skipping a beat.
X
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
