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?"

kind of person you are!" Alaric said sternly, his

and aggressive, displaying all the arrogance and sharpness

seen her

because he had seen her true colors, he found it hard

him fall in love with her and

told you is true. Even your mother doesn't know about the child. I didn't tell her

she spoke, Georgia tightened her grip on her

child spoke in a tender voice, "Mommy, don't

raised his little hand to wipe away

child call out "Mommy Hertha's heart trembled violently, her own vulnerabilities touched. She understood the genuine concern and tone of a child for

hint of timidity as he comforted Georgia, even reaching out to wipe her tears. Wasn't it just a child's heartache and guilt for seeing their mother upset

Hertha could no longer stay seated. She stood up, her expression cold, "You two talk. I'm leaving!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

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