NovelEnglish"Fine, that jerk made his bed, now he can lie in it! Thalassa, are you free right now? Why don't you cover to my place? We could really use a good chat." Hertha was quick to shift gears, cursing Lysander under her breath and no longer trying to push Thalassa towards him.
Knowing that Thalassa was now on her own, Hertha was aware that solitude could lead to overthinking. So she invited Thalassa over, knowing that a lively atmosphere could help shake off the blues.
"Sure, I'll be there soon." After hanging up the phone, Thalassa got moving.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDriving her car, Thalassa arrived at the Gulfstream Community.
As she approached Hertha's building, she spotted a tall, devilishly handsman lingering outside. Dressed in black slacks and a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his lean arms added to his allure.
It was Alaric! Seeing him, Thalassa's internal alarm bells went off. Search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Alaric saw Thalassa first, his eyes lighting up as he approached her. "Thalassa, you're here to see Hertha, right?" Meeting Alaric's smirking gaze, Thalassa tensed up. "It's Tuesday, shouldn't you be at work?" He was loitering outside Hertha's building of all places! He couldn't possibly be here to see Hertha, could he? "I took the day off." Alaric's lips curled into a mischievous smile. "You lead the way, I'll follow." Without revealing his intentions, he positioned himself behind Thalassa.
But Thalassa saw right through him. Instead of moving forward, she turned around and scrutinized him with a wary look. "Mr. Falconer, why aren't you at hsleeping on your day off instead of hanging around someone else's building? What are you up to?" NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON "It's just that Hertha was injured before, and I wasn't aware when she got discharged from the hospital. I didn't have a chance to send her off. They say when a good friend is hurt, you should warm their heart with a visit and a get-well gift. I've had this gift ready for over a month, and today I finally found the tto drop by and check on her." Alaric kept his smile, not beating around the bush and admitting he was here to see Hertha.
"Why don't you just go up then?" Thalassa asked.
"I'm not sure exactly which apartment is hers," Alaric replied, maintaining his charming yet polite smile.
His awkward confession didn't match his confident demeanor. He had followed Hertha before, knew she lived in the Gulfstream Community, and even knew the building number, but not her specific floor or apartment.
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Thalassa was taken aback for a moment, then offered a politely distant smile. "On behalf of Hertha, I thank you, MN Falconer, for your concern. We appreciate the thought, but no need for a gift. You should go back, and I will let Hertha know you had her in your thoughts." Joke's on him - she certainly couldn't lead Alaric to Hertha's place. What if he saw Hertha's two kids? That would be a disaster.
Hertha hadn't disclosed her address to Alaric, likely worried worried that it would expose her children's existence to him.
"That just wouldn't do. The sentiment needs to be delivered in person.m Alaric insisted; determined as he headed towards the building, set on visiting Hertha's home. Thalassa frowned slightly, caught in a bind.
Just then, a refined male voice called her nfrom behind. "Thalassa, are you here to see Hertha?"
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