Chapter 1148


    Beatrice shed a knowing smile before walking away. To her, it seemed crystal clear that ric and


    Hertha were an item, and it set her mind at ease.


    Angelina, on the other hand, was far from convinced. She found it hard to ept the idea that ric


    truly had feelings for Hertha. Could her son, the perennial yboy, have really nned to settle down?


    Was he truly smitten enough to forsake all others for just one woman?


    No, Angelina couldn''t buy it. She had a nagging suspicion that something was amiss. So, instead of


    leaving, she lingered by the door, eavesdropping.


    "Sorry, I''ll be more careful next time," ric apologized to Hertha, his voice a husky rasp through the


    steamy air.


    Hertha had just finished berating ric for turning the shower too cold. Hearing his strained voice, she


    instinctively took a step back, sensing danger.


    "Next time? I''ve had enough trouble for today," Hertha said, avoiding his gaze while inching backwards.


    The bathroom atmosphere was thick with steam, a sultry mist that seemed to weave an invisible web


    between them. The warm water was supposed to cool things down, but Hertha felt the heat rising—not


    just within her, but within the whole room.


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    Hertha''s heart raced out of rhythm, pounding faster and faster.


    ric noticed that Hertha had stepped on a soap. He reached out swiftly, "Watch out!"


    "Ah!" But he was a moment toote. Hertha''s feet slipped, and her whole body started falling


    backward.


    ric caught her, and to prevent her head from hitting the hard tile floor, he twisted, taking the brunt of


    the fall on his own back, with Herthanding on top of him.


    "Ouch!" Hertha was dazed from the fall, her face pressed against something warm. Wincing from the


    pain, she lifted her head and realized she had buried her face right between ric''s legs!


    Hertha lifted her head, her face burning with embarrassment. If word of this got out, her reputation


    would be tarnished forever!


    She gasped, trying to push herself up. But her hair was snagged. The more she hurried to free herself,


    the more it hurt. She had to lower her head again.


    With his back against the floor and shoulder des aching, ric winced and sat up, looking at Hertha,


    "Get up, please. I can''t take this..."


    The pain on his back was killing him and he needed to check it. But he got up only to find Hertha was


    pinning down his legs.


    Panic only added to Hertha''s disarray. With her head bowed, she tugged at her hair, pain shooting


    through her scalp with every pull. "My hair is caught in your zipper."


    "In such a rush to unzip, do you really want to...?"


    "Stop here!" Hertha snapped back, her face flushed with anger.


    There were no cameras here, just the two of them, and still, he was taking advantage of her.


    "It was only a joke. Why so angry?"


    The hair didn''t budge, but the zipper gave way. Content of Draм??ovels


    Hertha''s face turned an even deeper shade of red.