NovelEnglishChapter 2001 Hertha briskly pushed Alaric's arm away, her nostrils flaring with heated anger. Her chest heaved, her eyes wide with fury as she confronted Alaric, "I've made myself crystal clear before, Alaric. I have no intention of marrying you, nor do I desire any romantic entanglement with you! You're merely the father of the children, nothing more. Let's keep it friendly, okay? Alaric, please, don't blur these lines." With that, Hertha turned and walked away quickly, her pace accelerating as if trying to escape an impending storm or a beast on her heels, eager to shake off something unwanted.
Alaric, filled with deep emotions, felt a sudden chill replace the warmth in his heart as Hertha's angry words hit him. It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, cooling his ardor from head to toe.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe stood still, watching Hertha's retreating figure. The joy of a once-hoped-for proposal success was now replaced by profound sadness.
As Hertha's silhouette becsmaller in the distance, it felt like unraveling a tightly wound cocoon, forcefully stripping away something from the very depths of his being. The stripping was painful, tied to his flesh, making it hard for him to breathe.
Just as Hertha was about to turn the corner and vanish from his sight, Alaric couldn't hold back any longer. He started running after her, catching up at the corner to see Hertha again. His heart's gates burst open with impulse.
He shouted towards her back, "Hertha, I've looked into it, and I'm not Alar's father by blood. It was Georgia who bribed the hospital staff to fabricate those test results to deceive me! Alar is not my child!" If he didn't take this step, what was being forcefully removed from his heart was his future with Hertha, hence the unbearable pain, as if a heavy stone pressed against his chest, suffocating him. Yet, he couldn't bear the thought of having no future with Hertha or seeing her with another man.
The mere thought of her being with someone else twisted his heart in agony.
Previously disdainful of explanations and cajoling women, he now set aside his pride to catch up and explain to Hertha.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLove is the strongest weapon when a man lays down his ego.
If a man isn't willing to put aside his ego, how can he talk about love? Hearing Alaric's voice, Hertha stiffened, a pang of pain striking her heart.
Was Alaric only now finding out that Georgia's child wasn't his? Did that mean he hadn't conspired with Georgia to deceive her, and he too was a victim of Georgia's deceit? For a moment, Hertha's heart softened, but then she remembered all the suffering she had endured over the past three years, Velremembering Alaric's past romantic escapades. He was a notorious playboy, utterly unreliable, Taking a deep breath, Hertha tried to dispel that fleeting softness, continuing forward without looking back. Falling into the strap once could be chalked up to youthful naivety and inexperience, but t would be sheer folly. ConteAlaric, catching no breath of relief and seeing Hertha remain
indifferent, didn't get angry but grew more anxious. He lengthened his stride, running to catch up with Hertha, and said while following her, "You knew all along that Georgia's vel child wasn't mine, didn't you? Why didn't you tellsooner? You letbe the fool, almost taking the fall for someone else's mistake. Hertha, my heart has always been with you, Julian, and Helena. There's never been anyone else. Even when I thought Alar was my son, you and the kids were my only concern. Don't you understand my true feelings yet?"
"True feelings? That would be the day when the sun rises scoffed m ex the west Hertha scoffed through her nose.
A man known for changing women like clothes, what true feelings could he possibly have?
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