Chapter 1532


    Hertha felt a shiver run down her spine, her blood seemingly flowing backward in shock. Her scalp


    tingled with fear, and shepletely forgot to chew the bite of food she had just taken.


    When Thssa saw the look of astonishment on Hertha''s face, she too suddenly realized whaty


    inside the cupboard - it was the kids'' sippy cups and cartoon-themed tes!


    ric had opened it!


    Thssa was just as terrified for Hertha.


    Frozen for a moment, Hertha quickly stood up and dashed towards the kitchen, her mouth still full of


    food, mumbling in a hurried, muffled voice, "ric, you''re our guest, please sit down, I''ll get it..."


    But by then, ric had already opened the cupboard door, revealing two adorable sippy cups and


    the yful, cartoon-themed tes inside.


    He paused, his eyebrows knitting together slightly.


    Hertha, in her panic, raced towards the kitchen. As she neared the entrance, her foot slipped on the


    glossy tile floor, propelling her forward.


    "Ah!" Hertha screamed in fright, instinctively reaching up to protect her wig from falling off again.


    But as she fell forward, bracing for the painful impact with the ground, her eyes shut tight in


    anticipation.


    ric turned around just in time to catch Hertha as she hurled towards him, her face pressing


    against his.


    The warmth of ric''s cheeks, their masculine sticity, radiated a heat that was naturally higher


    than that of a woman''s. As Hertha''s face pressed against ric''s, the scorching heat transferred to


    her heart in an instant, sending shivers down her spine.


    Her heart raced, not only from the fear of ric discovering the kids'' secret but from an


    uncontroble infatuation.


    ric, initially feeling a bit down, now found Hertha in his arms, soft as cotton and fragrant as lilies,


    invigorating his senses. His heart, as if infused with fresh blood, beat vigorously, reigniting his


    masculinity. His heart skipped a beat, a clear sign of being smitten.


    Just as Hertha had dashed into the kitchen, Thssa also got up, intending to follow. But after


    taking just one step, she saw Hertha fall into ric''s embrace.


    Their close embrace, cheeks against cheeks, with ric’s hands still on Hertha’s back, transformed


    the moment from rming to intimate. The temperature in the room seemed to rise a few degrees.


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    Thssa stood frozen, torn between moving forward and retreating too obviously, ncing


    worriedly at Spencer. Beneath his sses, his usually gentle eyes now held a hint of coldness as


    he watched Hertha and ric.


    Yet, Hertha and ric remained in their embrace, like a scene straight out of a movie, neither willing


    to let go first. The atmosphere thickened with tension and awkwardness.


    Thssa raised her hand to her lips, coughing lightly, "Ahem..."


    She was signaling to Hertha.


    Hearing Thssa''s cough, Hertha snapped back to reality, her heart resuming its frantic beat,


    boiling like water on a stove, leaving her face flushed.


    Quickly steadying herself, Hertha pushed away from ric, her face a mix of confusion and


    embarrassment, saying, "The floor was just too slippery. I lost my bnce."


    "It''s okay, d you didn''t fall," ric said, noticing Hertha''s nervousness and embarrassment. He


    turned away, slightly embarrassed himself.


    Then, looking past Hertha to Spencer outside the kitchen, he exined, "She almost fell, I just


    caught her in time, it was an ident..."