Chapter 2002

Hertha rolled her eyes at Alaric, clearly unimpressed.

Undeterred, Alaric kept babbling as he followed her, "This time, it's really like the sun rising in the west."

No sooner had he finished his sentence than Hertha shot him another eye roll. Everyone knew the sun could never rise in the west. He was still trying to deceive her with such nonsense.

"Oops, I misspoke again. What I meant to say was, this time, you can trust that I'm sincere. The moment I found out that Alar isn't my son, you were the first person I thought of. I'm scared of losing you. Please, give me another chance."

Alaric's words came straight from the heart. He had already lost three years, and life, whether long or short, seemed to flash by in an instant. If he and Hertha didn't spend their youth together, they would miss out on countless joyous moments in their old age. So, Alaric didn't want to waste any more precious time.

"What does Alar not being your son have to do with me? Stop bugging me!" Hertha snapped, pushing Alaric away. Alaric staggered backward from the force of her push. Clearly, she really didn't want him following her.

could handle Hertha being mad at him, but he couldn't stand

its constant flow of cars and honking, normally wouldn't bother him, but at that moment, it felt particularly grating. Everything seemed to irritate him

looked so frail compared to three years ago when she had a fuller, more endearing figure. Now, she seemed so thin, her silhouette so delicate it

remembered how, three

for a long time. When they next

had taken on a touch of melancholy and maturity. For some, maturity was an appealing trait, but for others, it only added to their allure

After attending Spencer's wedding,

filled with

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ver

to her emotional turmoil. It was as if she had been on a rollercoaster all day, and by the time she

opened and she stepped out, she was startled

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