Alaric Falconer deftly caught the lettuce she tossed his way and dunked it into the hotpot, his smile unwavering. "I didn't say a thing. You're the one jumping to conclusions." "See? Always acting innocent and then playing the blame game. Good thing I cut my losses early," Hertha Kensington huffed, rolling her eyes at Alaric. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Words spoken without intent, heard with deep meaning.

Hertha's remark momentarily froze Alaric, his heart tightening as he turned his slender, hawk-like gaze towards her.

A shadow of sorrow and depth lingered in his eyes.

Was it his fault that Hertha wouldn't be with him?

Did her words mean her affection for him started with his looks but ended with his personality?

you looking at me like that? I'm just stating the facts! Go ask any of your exes, they all think the same,"

a thick skin; nothing she said could

him was Hertha's

at the corners of his mouth silently and continued to add more

do was adjust his behavior

with Rosalind and Thalassa seated in the back. Rosalind kept her distance from Thalassa, envious of the attention Lysander

hide her discomfort any longer. "Bro, Thalassa has to work. Why

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

most worried about her. If he's on his last breath, having Thalassa by his side would mean he could die peacefully," Reginald replied, his grip on the steering wheel firm. "Stop talking nonsense! Dad's going to be fine," Rosalind snapped back, eager to ward off any bad luck

together in

distant, it was Joshua who had facilitated her reunion with Zephyr, allowing her the chance to care for Lysander. Deep

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