Chapter 22 Doesn’t Brynlee Mind It?

Terrence gritted his teeth and walked towards Alexa.

When Kieran saw Terrence, coldness suddenly appeared in Kieran’s eyes.

“Bye, Mr. Powell.”

Alexa turned back and found that Kieran was standing straight in place.

“Bye.”

Kieran walked away indifferently, with no intention of confronting Terrence at all.

Terrence had a sense of helplessness, feeling so upset.

“Alexa, you have bad taste.”

Terrence appeared next to Alexa and ridiculed her.

“If you can’t find any better man, I can introduce some to you. Do you like this type of person?”

Terrence sneered.

“What do you mean?” Alexa frowned.

Why did Terrence always say something strange?

“I didn’t say anything about Kieran. You don’t have to be so protective of him.”

“There’s nothing going on between me and Mr. Powell. Don’t think too much.”

“You keep mentioning ‘Mr. Powell’. Do you think that is convincing?”

Terrence was so unreasonable that Alexa was a little angry.

“Then what should I call him? Honey?” Alexa retorted.

Just as Alexa finished, Terrence’s face immediately darkened.

Terrence turned and left. Alexa curled her lips and jogged to catch up with him.

Before her hand could touch the car door, the roar of the engine suddenly sounded, and the car

brushed past her.

took a step forward, the wheels would roll

few seconds, slie was the only one left

left

was a little pitiful.

sniffed and walked slowly to the bus stop in silence.

traffic. There were so

When Alexa went out,

rain fell on the wind-blocking

Why would he argue with Alexa, who was

drifted in and immediately evaporated into mist. The rainy night became hazier and hazier.

made a lot of effort to find Alexa

sat in a daze, failing to notice

times, but it did

“Hello?” Alexa sobbed.

car!” Terrence

for a moment. “Okay.”

did not get angry with Terrence anymore and obediently

the front passenger seat. She

you doing?” Terrence asked in displeasure.

in the back.” Alexa said with a pale face,

seat?”

Terrence got stuck on the

then replied in

and she was not

is so busy. He doesn’t even have time to send you

listlessly leaned against the window,

answered

in frustration

cold wind. Terrence nearly

you not to mess around. If you want

“Yes.”

her delicate white skin was

cold night, but Alexa felt her body temperature

what kind of attitude is that?

“Yes, I’m…”

suffered a more

you stop talking?”

Terrence thought, what?

guts

“You…”

about to flare up, but suddenly he realized something. He immediately checked the situation in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

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