Hertha was like a deer caught in headlights, her eyes darting to the door in panic.

Oh no, her mom was back!

Of all the times for her mom to return!

Hertha leaped up, rushing to Alaric, grabbing his shoulders with a tense expression.

Alaric, with a smirk playing on his lips and his charming eyes lifting in amusement, looked at her mischievously.

"What's the rush? Can't wait any longer?"

"Cut the crap, get up!" Hertha pulled him to his feet, looking around desperately for a hiding spot.

But the key was already turning in the lock, the door about to open.

on Alaric's shoulders, forcing him to crouch down. She bent over, trying to

big enough for Alaric's arm, but Hertha wasn't thinking clearly about the size of the gap, only that

to see Hertha pushing a man's head down,

skipped a beat, and as she turned, she met Kimberly's

explain when Alaric started to resist, raising his head and straightening his shoulders with a frown, "Hertha, where exactly are you trying to hide me? This gap is so small, even if you flatten

words in Alaric's complaint:

Alaric kissing passionately on the couch, Hertha

intimate for Kimberly to even continue

issues with you having two

ow, ow, Mom, you're hurting me!" Hertha winced in pain, her ear feeling like it was about to be twisted

Alaric, realizing Kimberly's words

a jab at

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