NovelEnglishSpencer took the punch like a champ, his cheek swelling and throbbing with pain. He pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, puffing it out into a bulge. As his tongue retreated, the bulge subsided, but the redness and swelling remained.
Adjusting his skewed glasses, Spencer turned to look at the fuming Alaric and said with unnerving calm, "Mr. Falconer seems rather concerned about her." Alaric locked eyes with Spencer, whose gaze was calm but carried an undercurrent of hidden fury behind the lenses.
A sudden realization struck Alaric. He cared for another man's wife, and Spencer was probably jealous. Alaric was restraining his anger, not letting it burst forth.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was Spencer, as Hertha's husband, who should be the most concerned for her. Alaric had no right even to show concern for Hertha.
His earlier impulsiveness had led to him hitting Spencer, and now he felt in the wrong, lacking a solid footing. But Alaric, accustomed to a life of privilege and flattery, was not the kind to easily apologize. Glancing away, he said, "Hertha is an old friend of mine. I think my concern is justified." "Seems Mr. Falconer is aware that you are just an old friend of Hertha's. Nothing more than that. If there's nothing else, I'd appreciate it if you didn't disturb Hertha's life in the future." Spencer's words seemed calm and indifferent, but they cut sharply through the air.
With that, Spencer turned on his heel and left.
Alaric, his heart stung, watched Spencer walk confidently towards Hertha's hospital room.
The more Alaric had cared and the angrier he had become, the more pain he now felt in his heart.
Indeed, he no longer had any place in Hertha's life.
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Spencer and Hertha were the married couple. Whatever happened, they were the ones bound together, facing challenges and supporting each other.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe was, at best, an outsider.
What right did he, an outsider, have to meddle in Hertha's affairs or to rebuke her husband for not being immediately aware of her accident?
He realized that missing out on Hertha for three years meant missing out on all the details of her life. From now on He wouldn't play a central role in any event concerning Hertha. Alaric's heart felt submerged in seawater-sunk and bitter.
For the first time, he experienced the regret and frustration of not cherishing someone when he had the chance. But what good were regret and frustration now. He was powerless to change the situation. He had naively thought that by cutting ties with Georgia, he could make it up to Hertha. In his rashness, he had forgotten that Hertha was married to Spencer. His relationship status, whether single or otherwise, had no bearing on Hertha. Head bowed in profound disappointment, Alaric left the hospital.
Thalassa, after fetching swater, returned to the hospital room and saw Spencer sitting anxiously beside Hertha's bed. Without surprise, she remarked, "It was Bridget who called you, right?"
"Yeah, why does she have to be so stubborn? If she'd just reconcile with her folks and tell them about her two kids, I bet they'd help out. They could take sof the load off her shoulders, at least. It's gotta be better than going it alone." Spencer's worry for Hertha was evident. "You still don't quite understand Hertha," Thalassa said, setting the kettle aside.
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