We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez novel Chapter 245

Chapter 245 Breakup With Him

The two of them stopped talking at the same time, and the room immediately became quiet.

Terrence had been holding Alexa all the time. Alexa felt awkward, but in the end, she still fell asleep.

The next morning, there was no one by her side.

Alexa got up to change her clothes feebly. She did not expect that, just after she took off her robe, Terrence would appear in front of her without any warning.

"Ah..." Alexa cried out in panic.

She immediately pulled over the quilt to cover herself.

Terrence calmly sized her up. The sunlight shone through the window gauze on his body, diluting his calmness for no reason.

It seemed that he looked more human.

Alexa couldn't help but think of that. In the next second, panic swept through her heart again.

She was naked now. Terrence's gaze on her was strangely bold and passionate.

Alexa felt that the current situation was very bad.

"What are you looking at?" Alexa said awkwardly. "Turn around. I am changing my clothes."

"Your hand is injured. It's not convenient to get changed."

"It's even more inconvenient with you here."

"I'll help you," Terrence said out of kindness.

"Don't come over!"

Alexa was like an angry cat. If Terrence got a little closer, she would definitely bite him without hesitation.

However, Terrence stopped 3 feet away from her.

"Get changed and go downstairs to eat," Terrence said simply, "Be careful not to hurt your hand."

"Got it," Alexa said grumpily.

Due to the injury in her hand, it took Alexa half an hour to appear downstairs.

Terrence sat patiently on the sofa and read the financial morning report. He silently looked up and glanced at her.

"Go eat breakfast."

Terrence was not used to the servants here, so all the dishes were made by himself.

After Alexa sat down, she took a small bite of the dumplings indifferently, and Terrence immediately watched her expression quietly.

Seeing that Alexa did not have any comments, he coughed lightly.

He pretended to ask casually, "Does it taste not good?"

"Yup," Alexa said in a flat tone.

"Alexa, you're lying."

Terrence was speechless.

Alexa paused a bit and looked at Terrence in confusion.

What did his aggrieved tone mean?

Terrence walked to her side and sat down like a wronged child.

"They are all made by me," he said with a grievance, "If you don't like them, I'll ask the chef to make food for you."

What?

Why would he be so serious about such a small matter?

"I don't dislike them," Alexa replied honestly, "They're delicious."

"Then give me a chance to cook for you every day?"

"I prefer no." Alexa immediately refused, "I have a chef."

Who was Terrence? He was a top big shot in the business circle.

Faced with his shameless look, Alexa had nothing to say.

"You don't have to care so much about me," Alexa said in a low voice sincerely. "You have your life, and I have mine. We don't have to be tied together."

"What do you mean by this?"

Terrence stood up and looked a little angry.

"It means what it literally means."