The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49 

Hertha was scrolling through Alaric’s social media feed when she came across a selfie of him at a bar, drink in hand. 

Maybe it was the bar lights, or maybe love made people look more attractive, but as Hertha stared at the photo, the man’s face seemed to glow, becoming more and more charming 

Just a single photo, and she was already head over heels, her heart racing as she ogled the picture. 

Some people just knocked her off her feet at first sight 

She barely had a look at him and was already hooked, how could she possibly forget him? 

Hertha secretly saved the picture on her phone. 

After a bit of thinking, she decided to give herself a shot. 

Otherwise, shed have regrets. 

She opened the chat with Alaric and typed, Hello. 

No, that was too ordinary 

She deleted it and typed again Hey handsome, this is Hertha. Fancy grabbing a bite to eat tonight? My treat 

Having typed the message, she bit her lip, pondering for a while. 

Every word she wrote was carefully considered Gathering her courage, she hit “send”. 

The message was sent. 

Her heart was pounding, her nerves were on fire, and she was uncertain of what the response would be 

But before she had the chance to ponder the possible outcomes, she realized that after a while, the message hadn’t shown the two gray ticks. 

Was his signal bad? Or couldn’t he receive messages? 

Oh crap! 

She realized she couldn’t see his profile picture; had she been blocked? 

Hertha panicked, burying her face in Thalassa’s shoulder. Her emotions swung from nervous to excited to disappointed in just a few seconds. Overwhelmed, she broke down in Thalassa’s arms and said, “Thalassa, he blocked me. He rejected me before anything even started.” 

It was funny to think that she was even considering him to be a playboy 

He simply wasnt into her 

Thalassa was taken aback for a moment, then started to comfort her by patting her back 

11’s okay, the next guy will be better,” Thalassa said 

Hertha’s sobs were muffled against her shoulder, her warm tears soaking her clothes. 

Thalassa felt sorry for her, her heart was aching