Chapter 37 Is He Giving Her Hope?

Terrence stood quietly by her side for a while, and in the end, he dragged a stool and sat down.

Alexa ignored him and picked up the fork again.

She was now not feeling well. The more she ate, the more nauseous she felt, but she didn’t put down the fork.

Alexa’s face was wet and cold. She wiped it with her hand and realized her tears had unconsciously flowed down her face.

She wanted to vomit, but there was still more than half a plate of pasta.

Alexa had no worse feeling than that.

Terrence pulled out a tissue and wiped it on her face. When she wanted to eat again, Terrence snatched the plate away.

He took a fork and ate the pasta with a cold face.

“I thought you didn’t want to eat,” Alexa said in a broken voice.

Terrence ignored her and finished the pasta quickly. He casually but elegantly pulled out a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth.

“Let’s go,” Terrence spoke in a deep voice.

His tall and muscular figure stood in front of Alexa, looking overwhelming.

His words seemed to have magic, and Alexa instantly gave in and got up to follow him.

Terrence didn’t reveal his true face until they both got in the car.

Alexa had sat down in the front passenger seat when he leaned over and forcefully clutched her jaw.

Terrence’s eyes gradually darkened as he saw the tear stain on her face.

“Why did you cry?”

“I didn’t,” Alexa said stubbornly. “It was the wind.”

“Alexa, are you lying to a child?”

He kept asking while turning on the heater.

“Do you think I don’t know you?”

“What do you know?”

“That’s why I’m asking you.”

Alexa’s mood was inexplicably better. “Nothing.”

so he

silence, and when Alexa got out of the car, she habitually turned back to wait for

intend

understood and instantly put away the expectation that should not be

in,” Terrence explained to her. “I still have something to do, but I’ll come

“Oh, okay.”

not to care as she whirled around.

could it be? Did he need to hide

perfect match in the public’s eyes.

herself ridiculous. She brought that on herself, and Terrence didn’t care

Mina instructing the

home,” Mina said kindly. “Come and eat. These are all the light appetizers Mr. Ramsey

“But…”

thought of the pasta she had eaten at the

Ramsey, have a

Mina served Alexa a bowl of soup.

she still sat by the

dishes were her favorites,

grew bigger. There seemed to

Alexa praised with a

smiled. “Mr. Ramsey knows you don’t have much appetite these past few days, so he hired your

“What?”

collided with the bowl,

it, Mrs. Ramsey? Are you unhappy?”

“No, no.”

didn’t know what to say and

and her eyes were stinging.

table of dishes was like a net

he

he giving her

didn’t think

meeting the client, Terrence immediately drove his

the place as his home now and thought he belonged

invested a lot in the place that he felt he should care about it

hadn’t finished talking to

to return home. It was as if

not allowing him

picked it

you for the past few days, so I came back from the crew.”

“Are you back?”

scented

thought and blurted out, “I’m

you at home.

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