We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez

Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Who Does She Want to Impress?

Alexa found Terrence in a state of great agitation for the first time, so a trace of surprise flashed past her pale face.

Alexa collected herself quickly.

“What kind of emotion do you want?” Alexa asked seriously.

Never had Terrence felt so helpless.

In his eyes, Alexa was trying her best to please her buyer.

Terrence instantly cooled off and felt frustrated.

“Nothing. Time for lunch,” Terrence said coldly.

As Alexa wished, Terrence had prepared a feast with crabs. Those amazing dishes were made by first-class chefs.

However, Terrence suddenly had most of the dishes taken away from the table and told the servants to bring over a pot.

Alexa was mad at Terrence but wouldn’t punish herself with food.

She looked at the soup boiling in the pot with excitement and sent one slice of beef in it.

With the warm food in her stomach, Alexa instantly cheered up and found Terrence not as disgusting as before.

Noticing that Alexa loved meat, Terrence told the servants to bring more meat over.

Suddenly, Alexa stopped eating because she noticed that Terrence ate nothing.

“What’s wrong?” Terrence asked. “Is the food not good?”

“No.” Alexa shook her head. “Do you have no appetite?”

Weirdly, why do you stare at me all the way… Alexa wondered.

“Delicious?” Terrence asked.

“Yes.”

Then, Terrence got up, took away the plate with sauce from Alexa, and ate one slice of beef casually.

“Well, not bad.”

Alexa was taken by surprise.

“Do you want some new sauce?” Alexa asked in a low voice.

“Sure.”

give the sauce back

stomach, so she didn’t

Alexa one crab and then silently ate up all

want to do in the afternoon?” Terrence

Alexa said

take you

Terrence didn’t mind that

Terrence’s only design

on what Alexa liked, and the decoration was of a warm

the piano Alexa had played

“Oh my…”

hands on her cheeks because she found what

I play this?” Alexa looked

Terrence nodded.

down, held her breath, and put her fingertips on the

gently in the background. Alexa stopped playing soon. She didn’t play

of a lack of practice.

keys in frustration,

“Forget it.”

head

“I…”

constricted her eyes, and

behind, and his fragrance lingered

said

the finger and knocked out the

male palms, Alexa had to

the

the first song Alexa had

if she had an electric shock. Then,

play

gently stroked the piano

sat before the piano when the autumn

and pressed

voice was as magnetic as a cello. “I watched a video about your 20-year-old

echoed in the room, and Alexa seemed to see a

above the waves…

at Terrence in

keep from me?

the last bar of melody disappeared, Alexa came

you know my past?”

you are my wife.”

“But I…”

you don’t want to talk about your past.” Terrence got up with a soft

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