It seemed, indeed, that Alaric had truly fallen for Hertha. Otherwise, a charmer like Alaric would never waste his time on a married woman.

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Gripping the steering wheel tightly, Alaric floored the accelerator, speeding along the asphalt road. With the convertible top down, the wind swept his hair back, but it did nothing to cool his fevered mind. He knew Hertha was married to Spencer, yet he couldn't help worrying about her. He feared she wasn't resting enough after her concussion and might suffer long-term effects. Wanting to reassure himself of her well-being, he used the excuse of dropping off a gift to see her, though he knew she already had someone caring for her.

It wasn't his place to worry, but he couldn't control the urge to see her.

The situation remained unchanged. Spencer had gone shopping and made Hertha some delicious food. They were truly living together, leading a simple yet blissful life. And he was just an outsider.

thought of cutting ties with Hertha. Letting go of someone, he realized, was such a torturous ordeal. Returning home, Alaric found Angelina sitting in the living room, waiting

did you run off to?" Angelina's sharp gaze fixed on Alaric as he walked in, her tone full

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his way, her voice tinged with anger. "Is this how you treat your mother? Did

leisurely, delivering a nonchalant retort. "You're more like

grabbed his ear, exclaiming, "You're rebelling against me, aren't

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