We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez
Chapter 425
Chapter 425 The Happiness That I Once Longed for
In the end, Alexa did not choose the wedding dress she wanted.
Because she was pregnant, it was inconvenient, and her waist would be a lot thicker.
“Let's talk about it later," Alexa said indifferently. "There is no such thing as I want for the time being."
When Alexa and Terrence went downstairs, Christina and Henry had already finished talking with the designer.
They had arranged to have dinner together at night.
Christina and Henry wished they could be together at every moment, and their relationship could not be better.
Alexa strolled for a long time and was a little tired.
Terrence pulled her over and let Alexa lean on his shoulder to rest.
He especially liked to play with her fingers today.
Alexa silently felt the temperature of his fingertips and felt that Terrence had gradually grabbed her palm, his strength much stronger than usual.
It did not hurt, but Alexa felt that his mood was a little abnormal.Her psychiatrist had told her before that this was typical emotional anxiety.She was a little worried about Terrence's state.
"What's wrong with you?”
Alexa uttered softly and leaned closer to Terrence.
"What's the matter?"
"I'm fine.” Terrence smiled at her easily and then kissed her forehead. "I just like to stay with you.”
"Don't we usually stay together?"
"I want to stay with you even more today."
Hearing the childish conversation between them, Christina could not help but cover her mouth and smile.
"Did Henry and I disturb you?" She teased.
Terrence was a very bashful man. He held Alexa's hand tightly, and his ears were red as he coughed lightly twice.
However, Alexa did not care. She even teased Christina.
"Mom, you and Henry are clearly more intimate. You never take your eyes off him.”
like to see him all the time.” Christina admitted frankly, "I haven't seen enough before. So I have to make
Henry were both middle-aged,
Christina, so Alexa was not worried
you plan to settle down in
to settle down in
the medical center. I will no longer be Dr. Fleming but his
long as you are happy,
Alexa watched their interaction and
dinner, the car Edwin
back slowly." Alexa suddenly said, "Do you have an urgent
Alexa company. "I'll take a walk
"Okay."
held Terrence's arm when they slowly walked back along the coastal
"I don't remember the last time we took a walk together like
take a walk every
like a boy who was in love for the first time.
Alexa could he put down his guard and
hidden meaning, "One is to enhance our relationship, and the other is to talk about things that have
understood what
like to hide her concern. She would say whatever she wanted to
we just came out of the wedding gauze store, I felt that something was wrong with your mood.” She said sincerely,
"Sorry..."
sorry to me.” Alexa hooked his index finger and asked, “So what exactly is it? Can you
covered with a layer of darkness. "The wound is always there. No matter how much I make up for it, I can't completely eliminate the
smiled in relief. "Life is short, and when you are with the person you love, you have to find the
you stay in
“But I..."
as I have already revived once again three years
the blue sea, her eyes a
tampered with, although now I look no different from an ordinary
fora moment, and Terrence
the past. This is the
"Alexa, I am sorry."
don't need
and did not
and my love, and our second baby is about to be born." She said slowly, "The happiness I once looked
speaking, they walked to the door of their house. Terrence
to his study room to deal with
the side
good night,
"I'll be back soon.”
About We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez - Chapter 425
We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez is the best current series of the author Scarlett Sanchez. With the below Chapter 425 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 425 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com