The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1240

"You're so brave, honey. And that lady over there is brave too. She must've had a rough patch. Don’t tease her." The little boy's mom replied and led him away.

Kids often just scratch the surface, but adults see deeper. If it was just a simple tumble, she wouldn't be crying her heart out like that.

It's clear she's dealing with something more, using the fall as an excuse to have a good cry.

Gasping for breath, Hertha’s vision blurred by tears. She watched the mother and son walk away, blinking tears that fell from her eyes.

Looking at her palm, she could see the abrasions where the stone had cut her.

Sure, it hurt, but not enough to cry over. Hertha wiped away her tears, flicked the pebbles from her hand and clenched her aching palm.

She took a deep breath, trying to ease her pain.

No matter how deeply she breathed, the heaviness in her chest and the suffocating ache persisted, making her eyes uncontrollably well up with tears.

She had never imagined that Alaric sleeping with Georgia would hit her so hard, her heart felt as if it had been scooped out.

Hertha was usually laid-back and lively, rarely one to weep.

But this time, tears flowed freely.

From the distance, a tall figure approached. The figure bent down to look at Hertha, surprise in his voice, "Hertha, is that really you?"

Hearing her name, Hertha looked up abruptly, her eyes meeting Spencer's refined, handsome face, concern shining behind his glasses.

Seeing a familiar face only made her more flustered. She quickly wiped her tears and turned her face away.