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…

stared at Terrence’s handsome and angry face woodenly for

be only two

Alexa went upstairs without looking

surged through Terrence.

eyes turned grim. He waved away the bottles on the table. With a loud “whoosh”, the

be

was, Alexa only belonged to him for

end this marriage, but “Mrs.

downstairs, the living room

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

spoke, she cleaned up the mess. “Strong

stomach. Do you want

has it got to do with

in a bad mood. When he got up,

in panic and immediately went up to help him. “I’ll get the chef

soup to help

Terrence pushed Alexa away and pointed

me.”

“I cannot.”

“Learn it.”

“Are you drunk?”

me to

that Alexa could not get rid of

but to support Terrence and slowly walked to

on ceremony at all and leaned on

her thin shoulder and back. In this way, they

more trouble for Alexa. After

“Be careful.”

“Okay.”

dull sound came from the bathroom, and Alexa

how

“Okay.”

tableware in front of

I don’t

through the tutorial on her phone and finally

and

remembered that Alexa had just said that she would make him some soup to help him sober up. He

when Terrence silently appeared at the door. She

are you

Terrence’s expression inexplicably eased

are you doing? There is

it

the lid, but Terrence

spoon. Get out. I’ll do it,” Terrence complained as he put on

“Oh.”

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