We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37 Is He Giving Her Hope?

Terrence stood quietly by her side for a while, and in the end, he dragged a stool and sat down.

Alexa ignored him and picked up the fork again.

She was now not feeling well. The more she ate, the more nauseous she felt, but she didn’t put

down the fork.

Alexa’s face was wet and cold. She wiped it with her hand and realized her tears had unconsciously flowed down her face.

She wanted to vomit, but there was still more than half a plate of pasta.

Alexa had no worse feeling than that.

Terrence pulled out a tissue and wiped it on her face. When she wanted to eat again, Terrence snatched the plate away.

He took a fork and ate the pasta with a cold face.

“I thought you didn’t want to eat,” Alexa said in a broken voice.

Terrence ignored her and finished the pasta quickly. He casually but elegantly pulled out a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth.

“Let’s go,” Terrence spoke in a deep voice.

His tall and muscular figure stood in front of Alexa, looking overwhelming.

His words seemed to have magic, and Alexa instantly gave in and got up to follow him.

Terrence didn’t reveal his true face until they both got in the car.

Alexa had sat down in the front passenger seat when he leaned over and forcefully clutched her jaw.

Terrence’s eyes gradually darkened as he saw the tear stain on her face.

“Why did you cry?”

“I didn’t,” Alexa said stubbornly. “It was the wind.”

“Alexa, are you lying to a child?”

He kept asking while turning on the heater.

“Do you think I don’t know you?”

“What do you know?”

“That’s why I’m asking you.”

Alexa’s mood was inexplicably better. “Nothing.”

Terrence didn’t get an answer, so he was still in a bad mood.

He drove home in silence, and when Alexa got out of the car, she habitually turned back to wait for

him.

However, Terrence didn’t follow. He didn’t even intend to enter the house with her.

Alexa understood and instantly put away the expectation that should not be on her face.

“Go in,” Terrence explained to her. “I still have something to do, but I’ll come home as early as

possible.”

“Oh, okay.”

Alexa answered, pretending not to care as she whirled around.

What else could it be? Did he need to hide it from her?

He and Brynlee were the perfect match in the public’s eyes. In Terrence’s eyes, his wife should be Brynlee, of course.

Alexa found herself ridiculous. She brought that on herself, and Terrence didn’t care at all.

After entering the room, Alexa saw Mina instructing the maids to serve the dishes.

“Mrs. Ramsey, welcome home,” Mina said kindly. “Come and eat. These are all the light appetizers Mr. Ramsey asked us to make.”

“But…”

Alexa thought of the pasta she had eaten at the roadside stall.

“Mrs. Ramsey, have a taste.”

As she spoke, Mina served Alexa a bowl of soup.

Alexa had no appetite, but she still sat by the table.

These dishes were her favorites, and Alexa chewed silently.

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The hole of emptiness in Alexa’s heart grew bigger. There seemed to be wind through it.

“They’re tasty,” Alexa praised with a smile.

“I’m glad you like them,”Mina also smiled. “Mr. Ramsey knows you don’t have much appetite these past few days, so he hired your previous cook.”

“What?”

Alexa dropped the spoon, which collided with the bowl, making a crisp sound.