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?"

what kind of person you are!"

had been spoiled, willful, and aggressive, displaying all the arrogance and

had seen her

true colors, he found it hard to

to make him fall in love with her

the child. I didn't tell her because I

spoke, Georgia tightened her grip on her

spoke in

hand to wipe away

Hertha's heart trembled violently, her own vulnerabilities touched. She understood the genuine concern and tone of a

of timidity as he comforted Georgia, even reaching out to wipe her tears. Wasn't it

seated. She stood up, her expression cold, "You two talk. I'm leaving!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

that, Hertha turned and

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