We Will Collide Someday

Chapter 23

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…

Alexa was stunned. She stared at Terrence’s handsome and angry face woodenly for a long time.

“It will be only two years.”

With that, Alexa went upstairs without looking back.

Rage surged through Terrence.

His eyes turned grim. He waved away the bottles on the table. With a loud “whoosh”, the exquisite living room was filled with wine, and the glass exploded all over.

It would just be two years….

Yes, no matter how powerful Terrence was, Alexa only belonged to him for two years.

Terrence didn’t want to end this marriage, but “Mrs. Ramsey” would dump him.

When Alexa went downstairs, the living room was a mess.

Terrence sat next to the wine cabinet and gulped down a bottle of whiskey. There were seven or eight empty bottles by his feet.

“Why did you drink so much?” As Alexa spoke, she cleaned up the mess. “Strong liquor will hurt

your stomach. Do you want to die?”

“What has it got to do with you?”

Terrence said in a bad mood. When he got up, he staggered.

“Eh!” Alexa cried out in panic and immediately went up to help him. “I’ll get the chef to make your

some soup to help you sober up.”

“No need for the chef.” Terrence pushed Alexa away and pointed to the kitchen. “Go and cook for

me.”

“I cannot.”

“Learn it.”

“Are you drunk?”

“Help me to the bathroom.”

It seemed that Alexa could not get rid of the hot potato.

Alexa had no choice but to support Terrence and slowly walked to the bathroom.

Terrence didn’t stand on ceremony at all and leaned on Alexa.

Alexa had to bear Terrence’s weight with her thin shoulder and back. In this way, they were closer and more intimate, leaving no gap.

Fortunately, Terrence did not cause any more trouble for Alexa. After placing him in the bathroom, Alexa immediately left.

“Be careful.”

“Okay.”

A dull sound came from the bathroom, and Alexa relaxed a lot.

“I… will go and learn how to make the soup.”

“Okay.”

Alexa slowly came to the kitchen. Facing the tableware in front of her, she sighed heavily.

“But I don’t know anything.”

Alexa read through the tutorial on her phone and finally had the courage to start.

Terrence took a cold shower and became much more clear-headed.

Terrence remembered that Alexa had just said that she would make him some soup to help him sober up. He was doubtful, so he went to the kitchen.

Alexa was busy processing the ingredients when Terrence silently appeared at the door. She was shocked.

“What are you doing?”

Alexa glared at Terrence coquettishly, and Terrence’s expression inexplicably eased a lot.

He said disdainfully, “What are you doing? There is such a strong smell.”

“Ah? Is it burned?”

Alexa immediately lifted the lid, but Terrence stopped her.

“You were born with a silver spoon. Get out. I’ll do it,” Terrence complained as he put on his apron.

“Oh.”

Alexa responded, stuck out her tongue, and quickly went out.

Terrence was irritable and fickle, and he always had some strange requirements. Alexa didn’t know how to handle such a hard man.

Alexa walked quickly, afraid that Terrence would ask her to do something.

Terrence,

lid.

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who was in the kitchen, saw the finished product made by Alexa and calmly closed the pot

It was just as Terrence expected.

After drinking a cup of honey water, Terrence slowly went to the bedroom where Alexa was.

Alexa was just about to change into her pajamas when Terrence suddenly barged in. Alexa immediately stopped taking off her clothes in horror.

“Get out of here!”

Terrence leaned against the door in a calm and composed manner, without the slightest awareness

of being guarded against.

“Go back to the master bedroom.”

“Why?” Alexa said defensively, “I feel good staying here.”

“It’s not about your feelings, but mine.” Terrence pointed at himself.

“What do you mean?”

Although Alexa had no experience in a certain aspect, Rebekah had told her a lot about the sexual

life between husband and wife.

Now that Terrence made such a strange request, Alexa couldn’t help but think in that direction.

Color flooded her pale face.

“Alexa, what are you thinking about? You think I will do something to you, don’t you?” Terrence looked at Alexa curiously.

“What? I’m not interested in you,” Alexa said weakly.

Hearing this, Terrence chuckled and closed the door.

Alexa saw him walking over leisurely and fell into silence.

“Whether you are interested or not, we will know that after we try. Why are you acting like this? Are you experienced?” Terrence whispered like a demon.

Terrence was certain that as pure as Alexa was, she would not say such words.

So, someone must have taught Alexa.

Terrence’s eyes turned grim, and he took a step forward.

Alexa tripped over the edge of the bed and before she could sit up straight, Terrence came over and