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Chapter 1238

“What the hell have you two done right in front of me?” Hertha couldn’t take it anymore.

She pointed an accusing finger at Alaric, her breath heavy with fury as she spoke, her face

flushed with anger.

Alaric, still in a daze, was jolted awake by Hertha’s voice. He blinked the sleep from his

eyes and looked at Hertha, who sat across from him on the other bed, her face twisted in

rage.

Then his gaze fell on Georgia, who lay beside him. His eyes snapped open as he took in

the situation, inspecting himself before looking back at Georgia.

Realization dawned in his smoldering eyes as he saw the state he and Georgia were in,

and they filled with disbelief.

What had happened? Last night, he was sure he had been holding Hertha.

Georgia woke up too, sitting up abruptly as the covers slid off her. She scrambled to pull

them back, covering herself as she hurriedly tried to explain to Alaric, “Alaric, you were

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drunk last night. I don’t blame you. We’re engaged, after all. We were bound to become

husband and wife eventually.”

Her words confirmed what had happened between Alaric and her.

Alaric’s expression darkened with incredulity and denial as he looked from Georgia to

Hertha.

He definitely had too much to drink last night, but he remembered, albeit hazily, that it

was Hertha he had been with.

Could he have been mistaken?

Hertha also caught the implication of Georgia’s words. They had slept together, and right

beside her!

Hertha had been blackout drunk last night, with no memory of what had transpired.

All she knew was the scene that greeted her this morning.

Her heart felt like it had been smashed with a hammer. Breathing heavily, she let out a

bitter laugh and said, “So you two lovebirds decide to get it on with me as a live audience?

You high-society folks sure know how to party It’s eye-opening. I’m out!”

With that, she threw off the covers and marched towards the door, not even bothering to

put on shoes, her bare feet slapping against the floor as she fought back a surge of bitter

emotion.

“Hertha!” Alaric called out, trying to follow her, but then he realized his own embarrassing

state. He hastily wrapped himself in the covers and bent down to grab his clothes off the

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floor.

As he dressed, he demanded, “You better explain what the hell happened last night!”

Georgia, intimidated by his stern tone, started to sob and said, “Last night I saw you

staggering outside the hotel, holding onto Hertha, completely plastered. I was worried, so I

followed and even got a room for you and Hertha. But then you suddenly grabbed hold of

me and wouldn’t let me leave. I thought, we’re going to be married anyway, so I didn’t

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refuse.”

Alaric, though he had been drunk, had fragmented memories of the night. He did

remember encountering Georgia.

Once dressed, he stood with his back to the bed and said firmly, “Get dressed and talk to

me upright.”

Georgia sniffled, letting Alaric hear her pitiful crying, but obediently picked up her clothes

and put them on.

“I’m ready,” Georgia said.

Alaric glanced at her and then at the bed, which was stark white.

“You ever had a boyfriend?” Alaric asked sternly.

Georgia froze, her gaze darting between the bed and Alaric’s questioning. She got the

hint, her grip tightening on her pants, and she nodded, “Yeah.”

She had always been trailing behind Alaric before, calling out to him, hoping he would pay

her more attention. But Alaric had always kept his distance, dodging her whenever he

could, and was never short of female company.

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