His jesting tone, the flamboyant allure of his looks, the devilishly captivating charm, and that provocative lift of his eyebrows...
Everything was oh-so familiar.
Damn it!
It was Alaric Falconer!
Upon recognizing the drenched man, Hertha's eyes widened in shock.
There he was, out and about, flirting with multiple women at the same time.
How toxic!
He deserved that splash.
The woman was pretty, dressed up like a doll from a comic book. When Alaric asked her if she can't handle a little fun, she pouted at him, blaming him for his actions. "Mr. Falconer, you said you only loved me. Why are you chatting up other women while we are on a date?"
"I've told many women that I only love them. I warned you about this beforehand. If you can't handle it, then don't waste our time. You didn't mind then, but now you're making a fuss. What's your game? I have plenty of women waiting in line, you know," Alaric said casually, wiping his face dry with a napkin.
He didn't care about her feelings.
Stifling her anger, the woman managed to suppress her initial impulse to storm away. Instead, she forced a smile and snuggled up to Alaric. "Mr. Falconer, I'm sorry. I was just too impatient because I love you too much. There's still water on your face. Let me lick it dry for you." She moved closer, intending to lick the water off his face.
"Good heavens, what an eyesore." Noticing this, Hertha shivered, and felt goosebumps all over.
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