We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez

Chapter 23 I Have No Interest in You

“This is my home. Whether I come or go, it’s all up to me. It’s none of your business,” Terrence said

in a cold tone.

“Alright.” Alexa nodded and turned into her room indifferently.

She had never felt that her illness was so serious. Everything made her feel a deep sense of powerlessness and exhaustion.

Terrence walked behind her and did not know that Alexa had such a heavy heart.

It had just been a few days. Terrence felt that Alexa seemed to have many more secrets.

Alexa became harder, and she targeted him.

At the thought of this, Terrence was annoyed.

He stubbornly took off his wet coat and threw it on the sofa. Then he coldly ordered.

“Run a bath for me.”

“Alright,” Alexa said without looking back. “Wait a moment.”

“What kind of attitude is that? Are you a servant?” Terrence frowned.

Alexa sighed heavily and stopped on the stairs.

Alexa found that Terrence was a strange person. Alexa did whatever he said, but in the end, it was

her fault.

Alexa was sick, and she needed people to take care of her, but instead, she had to show consideration for Terrence’s mood.

“Whatever you say,” Alexa said.

“Alexa!”

“Huh?”

“Do you think you can do whatever you want just because I tolerate you?”

“No, I don’t.” Alexa chuckled, “Why would I think so? You helped me when the Duran Group fell. I should be grateful for your kindness for the rest of my life.”

Terrence had never heard anything more sarcastic than this!

“Does it mean that no matter who it is, as long as one gives you hundreds of thousands of dollars, you will sell yourself?”

Alexa fell silent…

It was a long silence…

was stunned. She stared at Terrence’s handsome and angry

only two

went upstairs without

through

“whoosh”, the exquisite living room was filled with wine, and the glass exploded

would just be

no matter how powerful Terrence was, Alexa only belonged to him for two

to end this marriage, but “Mrs. Ramsey” would

Alexa went downstairs, the living room

a bottle of whiskey. There were seven or eight empty bottles by his feet.

As Alexa spoke, she cleaned up the mess. “Strong liquor will

stomach. Do you want

it got to do with

said in a bad mood. When he got up,

up to

help you sober up.”

pushed Alexa away and pointed to the kitchen. “Go and cook

me.”

“I cannot.”

“Learn it.”

“Are you drunk?”

me to the

that Alexa could not get

but to support Terrence and slowly walked to the

at all and

bear Terrence’s weight with her thin shoulder and back. In this way, they were closer

Terrence did not cause any more trouble for Alexa. After placing

“Be careful.”

“Okay.”

the bathroom, and Alexa relaxed

how to make the

“Okay.”

Facing the tableware

I don’t know anything.”

through the tutorial on her phone and finally had the courage to

shower and became

make him some soup to help him sober up. He was doubtful, so he went to the kitchen.

processing the ingredients when Terrence silently

you doing?”

and Terrence’s expression inexplicably

disdainfully, “What are you doing? There is such a strong

Is it burned?”

lifted the lid, but Terrence

born with a silver spoon. Get out. I’ll do it,” Terrence complained as

“Oh.”