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 sternly,

had been spoiled, willful, and aggressive, displaying all

had seen her true

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

idea that she hid the existence of their child to make him fall in

doesn't know about the child. I didn't tell her because I wanted you to fall in love with me, to marry me willingly. If you don't believe me, we can get a

tightened her

spoke in a tender voice,

his little hand to

vulnerabilities touched. She understood the genuine concern and tone of a child for

he comforted Georgia, even reaching out to wipe her tears. Wasn't it just a child's heartache and guilt

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

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