Chapter 1407

Alaric’s face was a portrait of barely–contained fury.

Georgia could tell he was truly pissed, her heart skipping a beat as her usual haughty attitude took a nosedive. In a meek voice, she said, “Alaric, I… I didn’t mean what I said just now.”

“Just go!” Alaric ground out between clenched teeth, a low growl in his voice. The eyes that usually sparkled with charisma now blazed with a quiet rage, forbidding Georgia to come any closer.

Georgia froze, startled by the anger in his voice.

Alaric continued, his voice rising, “And I meant every word I said. You go tell your parents right now. Go on, hurry up!”

The last words came out in a roar.

He had been living this repressed, suffocating life for three years. He couldn’t take it anymore.

from fear and pride alike. She

at Alaric with mournful eyes and then shot a furious look at Hertha before she spun on her

that if she stayed even a second longer, her temper would erupt, and she’d end up throwing a tantrum, hurling objects, or lashing out

her mother, to control her temper, not to break things and not

Alaric would be even less likely

needed to bear it, to bide her time. Once she married Alaric, she

so enraged that her face contorted as she kicked the elevator wall, her chest heaving with anger, cursing under her breath,

she wanted to scream, but she could only

today. Then

She then wouldn’t

as she became Mrs. Falconer, why should she care

she just remember her mother’s

approaching, just

always dreamed. Why was she picking fights with Alaric at such a critical

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