Chapter 1547
The moment she spotted him, sitting near the entrance in the most conspicuous booth, ric!
His charming face was a ma for eyes. and Hertha recognized him instantly!
Her breath hitched, she quickly grabbed her children''s hands, her heart pounding, holding her breath, silently and swiftly moving forward!
As she walked, she silently prayed, please don''t see me, ric, please don''t notice me!
How naive she had been, thinking Ethan would discuss work without bringing ric. Didn’t she realize that ric, being the project director, would
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Luckily, ric was drinking his coffee, his gaze obscured, not looking towards the entrance.
Hertha. with her children, made a nerve-wracking escape from the, not yet sighing in relief when she looked up to see two figures approaching!
A middle-aged couple, heads down, chatting andughing, heading toward the restaurant.
Oh no, it was Hertha''s mother and father!
Despite three years of absence, how could she not recognize her own parents?
Her steps halted, holding her children''s hands, frozen, as she watched the approaching pair. Now, where could she hide?
The elderly couple, still sharing augh. suddenly noticed the two adorable children ahead.
Kimberly, her heart swelling with affection, gazed at the cherubic little ones, saying, “Oh, look at those children, darling. That boy, he looks just like our
Hertha did as a child
Ashton, looking at the plump little
angels, coulde''t hide his delight,
sighing, “Kertha’s always been too.?
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years.{f she had married Spencer,
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fortune it is to have such adorable
grandkids; Kimberlymented, =
recallinghow Hertha had stubborfly
refused t to marry Spencer, leading
Kimberly to drive her out in afit of
anger. _- S
Hertha had been truly heartless, not reaching out to them for so many years.
And Kimberly,pride getting the
better of hersnadn''t reached out to
Hertha either. Every time she was
about toGial Hertha’s number, the”
memoty of Hertha’s resolute gaze
as she left home would torment
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Hearing her parents’ discussion, Hertha felt a pang of sadness. As they came closer, she hurriedly turned around, not wanting her parents to see her.
But it was toote. After observing the children, Kimberly looked up at their mother, curious about the woman whe bore such adorable kids
Her eyes met a familiar face, the one she longed for in her thoughts.
Hertha turned swiftly, but Kimberly excitedly called out, “Hertha, is that you... uh...
Kimberly couldn''t finish her sentence before Hertha suddenly stepped forward, covering her mouth.
“What are you doing, you...” Ashton, thinking his wife was in danger, was about to take a swing at Hertha.
Hertha lifted her eyes, panic-stricken, and whispered to Ashton, "Dad. it''s me, shh, please keep it down...”
“Mommy!” Julian and Helena ran to Hertha''s side, clutching at her jeans, their young brows furrowed in confusion and fear, ring defensively at
Ashton.
Meanwhile, back in the restaurant, ric set down his cup, casually digging at his ear with a finger, puzzled, “Did anyone else hear someone outside
calling for Hertha, and kids calling for mommy...