Chapter 1671
“Mommy, I’m so hungry,” Helena nodded, her little hands patting her round tummy. “Mommy, Julian is hungry too,” Julian tipped his head back to look up at Hertha.
“Well, let’s get some dinner,” Hertha’s face lit up with a mother’s gentle smile as she turned, leading the two children by the hand.
As soon as she walked in, she saw a tall, fit figure with a strikingly handsome face and sharp, fox-like eyes staring back at her in shock and confusion, fixated on her and the two children she was holding.
Hertha’s eyes widened, her breath hitched, and her heart started pounding wildly, her grip on Julian and Helena’s hands unintentionally tightening. Oh my goodness, what was she seeing? Alaric had walked in, Alaric had actually walked in!
Completely unprepared, she saw Alaric come in, and he had seen her two children too!
Alaric moved closer to her, his expression growing more solemn, and Hertha’s heartbeat raced even faster.
His figure gradually filled her vision, like the sky coming down upon her, pressing her down completely.
Hertha stared at Alaric, forgetting to breathe.
When Alaric reached her, those beautiful fox-like eyes glanced down at the two children before looking back at Hertha, asking seriously, “What did they just call you?” Ads by PubFuture
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Hertha, already dazed, was further taken aback by Alaric’s question. Her wide eyes stared at Alaric’s questioning gaze, blinking guiltily, but she dared not answer.
Because she couldn’t.
“Uncle, why are you being so mean to my mommy? You’re not pretty when you’re mean,” Helena said, looking up at Alaric with her little head tilted back, her plump lips pouting in grievance.
Mommy was hers to protect, and she didn’t want anyone bullying her.
“Don’t be mean to my mommy!” Julian clenched his little fists, waving them in the air in front of his chest, his tender brows furrowed into a little knot, looking fiercely adorable.
Alaric could hear the children’s references to Hertha loud and clear, his heart stirring with a storm of emotions!
His usually cheeky gaze was now filled with anger and resentment as he stared at Hertha, “Are they yours? Biologically?”
He recognized the children, having
seen them once in the hospital and
another time near Hertha’s
apartment. He had thought they were Emmeline’s, assuming Spencer was marrying a single mother. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org Ads by PubFuture
It turned out, these children weren’t someone else’s; they were Hertha’s!
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It wasn’t a misbelief that Thalassa’s children were Hertha’s, but that Hertha actually had two children!
Alaric’s expression was serious, a mix of shock and difficulty in accepting the situation, his narrow eyes gradually reddening.
Hertha, intimidated by Alaric’s stance, stepped back slightly, her grip on the children’s hands sweating.
Alaric stepped forward, pressing in, his eyes reddened with inquiry, “Speak up, are they or are they not biologically yours?”
“Bad uncle,
our housegu’re not welcome in
don’t bully my mommy!”
Julian broke free from Hertha’s grasp, running up to Alaric, his little face turning red with urgency, pushing against Alaric’s leg with all his might. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org
Seeing this, Kimberly hurried over, picking Julian up, nervously addressing Alaric, “Alaric, you just said you wouldn’t mind that Hertha you has two children. Why the sudden change of attitude?” Content
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Alaric’s sharp gaze turned to Kimberly, instantly realizing, during their earlier conversation, he had overthought it.
She had been talking about Hertha’s biological children all along, not Thalassa’s!
It was he who had placed too much hope on Hertha!
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