The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1993

His warmth was always like a gentle spring breeze, caressing her heart and bringing her comfort and joy.

She thought she had found the man who loved her the most in the world. After all, if a man doesn't love you, why would he always put you first?

But now, a single comment from her father had awakened a dormant seed buried deep within her soul. That seed, if left unmentioned, was meant to slumber forever, never to sprout. Yet, once watered and nourished, it grew robustly, displacing all the warmth in her heart, leaving behind only the piercing pain of reality, a chilling disillusionment.

Sometimes, someone's kindness isn't born of love for you, but simply because they are inherently kind.

Spencer had always been a warm-hearted soul; she knew this from the start. His kindness misled her into mistaking it for love, rather than his natural disposition. Emmeline suddenly realized the truth, and with clarity came pain—deep and wounding.

"Yes, he's the father of my child!" Hertha, seeing Alaric approach, eagerly supported his claim. Never had she been so relieved to see him. In the past, she barely tolerated Alaric, but now, he was her knight in shining armor.

Emmeline, her father, and Spencer all turned their gaze towards Alaric as he took the stage. Dressed in a crisp white suit, looking every bit the charming prince, he walked up to Hertha, suddenly dropping to one knee and presenting a red box. With a tender look, he said, "Hertha, marry me..."