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.”

didn’t get an answer, so he was still in a bad mood.

of

He didn’t even intend to

put away the expectation that should not be on

to her. “I still have something to do, but I’ll come home as early

“Oh, okay.”

pretending not to care

else could it be? Did he need to hide it

the perfect match in the public’s eyes. In Terrence’s eyes, his wife should be Brynlee,

She brought that on herself,

instructing

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

“But…”

pasta she had eaten at the roadside stall.

have a taste.”

she spoke, Mina served Alexa a

appetite, but she still sat by the

were her favorites, and Alexa chewed silently.

in Alexa’s heart grew bigger. There seemed to be wind through

praised with a

them,”Mina also smiled. “Mr. Ramsey knows you don’t have much appetite these past few days, so he hired your previous cook.”

“What?”

collided with

Mrs. Ramsey? Are you

“No, no.”

what to say

and her eyes were

dishes was like a net of vines, entangling her

was he doing?

he giving her

didn’t think so.

meeting the client, Terrence immediately drove his

his home now and thought he belonged

he had invested a lot in the place that

hadn’t finished talking to Alexa about

more eager to return home. It was

allowing him

called, and Terrence picked it up

“I haven’t been with you for the past few days,

“Are you back?”

lit a scented candle. “Are you

blurted out, “I’m doing business.”

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