Chapter 445

Alaric was a womanizer. But it was his first time being flirted with by a woman.

He felt as if his masculine dignity was crumbling to dust.

Alaric’s disdain and prejudice hit Hertha like a sharp needle. She felt a pang in her heart.

But she quickly gathered her composure, lifted her chin and looked him in the eye. She admitted it outright, “Yes, the wildcat is now scratching you with its claws.

So what?”

“You…” Alaric, a playboy who had charmed countless women, was left speechless by Hertha’s brazenness.

Stewing in his annoyance, he was unable to refute her confidence and candor.

Frustrated, he huffed, “I’m a dream you’ll never attain! Go home and sleep; you’ll have everything you want in your dreams!”

With that, he stormed off.

realized this

even find

headed towards the stairs.

watched his retreating figure, snorted, and stuck out her tongue..

never attain, huh? Just watch me! She thought.

Inside the apartment.

her. She was overwhelmed with embarrassment; her head hung

with her hands.

to meet his gaze. His other hand rested on her

close that a slight movement would result in a kiss. Thalassa could feel his hot breath on her face, and she felt a strong sense

held her breath, her body tense and nervous, “Mr. Sinclair, don’t do this in Hertha’s

in her mind, and her

seemed to still carry his warmth

yet recovered, and he was already being so

handle it

hiding from me, huh?” Lysander’s voice was icy cold; his voice went up, hinting at

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