Hertha felt a shiver run down her spine, her blood seemingly flowing backward in shock. Her scalp tingled with fear, and she completely forgot to chew the bite of food she had just taken. When Thalassa saw the look of astonishment on Hertha's face, she too suddenly realized what lay inside the cupboard - it was the kids' sippy cups and cartoon-themed plates! Alaric had opened it!

Thalassa was just as terrified for Hertha.

Frozen for a moment, Hertha quickly stood up and dashed towards the kitchen, her mouth still full of food, mumbling in a hurried, muffled voice, "Alaric, you're our guest, please sit down, I'll get it..."

But by then, Alaric had already opened the cupboard door, revealing two adorable sippy cups and the playful, cartoon-themed plates inside.

He paused, his eyebrows knitting together slightly.

Hertha, in her panic, raced towards the kitchen. As she neared the entrance, her foot slipped on the glossy tile floor, propelling her forward.

up to protect her wig from falling off again. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

impact with the ground, her eyes shut

turned around just in time to catch Hertha as she hurled towards

masculine elasticity, radiated a heat that was naturally higher than that of a woman's. As Hertha's face pressed against Alaric's,

heart raced, not only from the fear of Alaric discovering

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senses. His heart, as if infused with fresh

Thalassa also got up, intending to follow. But after taking just one step, she saw Hertha fall into

the moment from alarming to intimate. The temperature in the room seemed to rise a few degrees. Thalassa stood frozen, torn between moving forward and retreating too obviously, glancing worriedly at Spencer. Beneath his glasses, his usually gentle eyes now

Hertha and Alaric remained in their embrace, like a scene straight out of a movie, neither willing to let go first. The atmosphere

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