The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Ashton didn't utter a word, just nodded at Kimberly's command and headed to the room to grab their family records.

Alaric was over the moon, while Hertha's eyes widened in shock. Turning to her mother, she exclaimed, "Mom, are you serious?"

"Sweetie, when have I ever joked about something like this?" Kimberly chided, her tone playful yet firm.

In just a few moments, Ashton was back, handing over the documents to Hertha. "Go on, the sooner you leave, the sooner you're back. Your mom's pork rib stew is almost ready."

Hertha was taken aback, glancing at the documents and then at her father. Were her parents really that eager to see her married off?

"What are you waiting for? Take these and go! It's 1:40 now, the registry office opens at 2. If you hurry, you can be the first in line. Get it done and come back home for lunch," Kimberly urged, nudging Hertha's arm, signaling her to take the documents quickly.

Hertha was still dazed. She had been eagerly waiting for Alaric to come back with the documents, but as time passed, her anticipation turned to disappointment, doubting Alaric's feelings for her.

Once doubt creeps in, that intense anticipation just fades away.

Just when she was about to give up, Alaric returned, documents in hand, urgently wanting to marry her.

She was confused, unsure whether to hold on to her anticipation or give in to her disappointment.

While Hertha hesitated, Alaric took the documents from Ashton, wrapped an arm around her shoulders with an intimacy that faced both Ashton and Kimberly, and said with a smile, "We'll get going now. We'll try to be back soon for Mom's delicious pork rib stew."

With that, he took the documents, still arm in arm with Hertha, and headed for the door.

Julian and Helena took a few steps after them, "Daddy, Mommy!"

"Julian, Helena, be good, just play around the house, and wait for your daddy and mommy to come back," Kimberly stopped them, guiding them to sit by the dining table.

Hertha didn't say a word, letting Alaric lead her away.

She was both confused and a bit dazed.

Was she really getting married to Alaric? It felt surreal, like a dream.

After the anticipation had been gradually worn down during the wait, the moment they were actually heading to the registry office didn't excite her as much as she had imagined. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

On the contrary, Alaric was thrilled, his face beaming with a smile all the way there.

For safety, he didn't speed, driving at a normal pace until they reached the registry office at 2:10 PM.

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They were ten minutes late, and there were already two couples line ahead of them. Alaric and, Hertha had no choice but to wait their turn.

Twenty minutes later, it was finally their turn.

Alaric, with a beaming smile, handed over the documents to the clerk, "We're getting married, thank you for your help."

The clerk took the documents, beginning the registration process.

Suddenly, a voice filled with surprise rang out, "Alaric, what are you doing? You're marrying this woman?"