Hertha listened with a grave expression, her hands clenched tightly on the table.

Alaric glanced back at her, noticing the struggle she was trying to hide.

In a mix of panic and anger, he confronted Georgia, "Stop lying, Georgia. You'd do anything to marry me!"

Knowing Georgia as he did, if she were pregnant with his child, she would've made it known immediately, even making it the talk of the town. Using the child as leverage was the fastest way to get him to marry her.

Why would she give up such an opportunity for a laughable reason and go abroad to have the child alone, only to bring him back now?

Georgia was hurt, incredulous as she looked at Alaric, "This kind of person?"

Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke to Alaric, hurt, "What kind of person do you think I am in your eyes?"

know exactly what kind of person you are!" Alaric said

had been spoiled, willful, and aggressive, displaying all

had seen her true

because he had seen her true colors, he found

their child to make him fall in love with her and willingly marry her was something

Georgia's tears fell as she choked up, "Everything I've told you is true. Even your mother doesn't know about the child. I didn't tell her because I wanted you to

tightened her grip on

distress, the child spoke in

his little hand to wipe

touched. She understood the genuine

out to wipe her tears. Wasn't it just a child's heartache and guilt for seeing their mother upset

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