Chapter 1461


    Spencer 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 sses, Spencer turned to look at the fuming ric and said with unnerving


    calm, "Mr. Falconer seems rather concerned about her."


    ric locked eyes with Spencer, whose gaze was calm but carried an undercurrent of hidden fury


    behind the lenses.


    A sudden realization struck ric. He cared for another man''s wife, and Spencer was probably


    jealous. ric was restraining his anger, not letting it burst forth.


    It was Spencer, as Hertha''s husband, who should be the most concerned for her. ric 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,cking a


    solid footing. But ric, ustomed to a life of privilege and ttery, was not the kind to easily


    apologize.


    ncing 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.


    ric, his heart stung, watched Spencer walk confidently towards Hertha''s hospital room.Content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    The more ric had cared and the angrier he had be, the more pain he now felt in his heart.


    Indeed, he no longer had any ce in Hertha''s life.


    Spencer and Hertha were the married couple. Whatever happened, they were the ones bound


    together, facing challenges and supporting each other.


    He 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 ident?


    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 y a central role in any event concerning Hertha.


    ric''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 rtionship status, whether


    single or otherwise, had no bearing on Hertha.


    Head bowed in profound disappointment, ric left the hospital.


    Thssa, after fetching some water, 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 some of 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," Thssa said, setting the kettle aside.