"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?"
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.
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, you're not welcome in our house, 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.
Seeing this, Kimberly hurried over, picking Julian up, nervously addressing Alaric, "Alaric, you just said you wouldn't mind that Hertha has two children. Why the sudden change of attitude?"
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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The readers' comments on the novel: The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)
Is this the end of the story...
Thanks for completing this beautiful story May you always prosper....
Waiting to hear how the grandfather behaves going forwards. Thanks for updating...
This story is splendid. Thanks so much....
I find Hertha extremely childish.poor Alaric one woman is childish the other one is domineering and a liar.poor guy.please get the Thalassa and Lysander story back...
Crossing my fingers. Thanks so kuch...
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Oh thanks for this beautiful novel updates. At last the man's legs are healed....
Hertha needs to tell Alaric everything and quit giving a hard time ....
Hertha is being childish.thanks for the updates...