Chapter 244 Go to the Hotel

Alexa pursed her lips, embarrassed. She pushed Terrence away and hurried into the elevator.

They were the only ones in the cramped elevator. Terrence followed closely behind her. Alexa pretended to look at the display screen as if nothing had happened.

"Alexa, are you free tonight?"

Terrence was careful, like a kid asking for praise from his parents.

"I still have work to do."

"You can do it tomorrow. You should have some rest now."

Alexa pushed away strands of hair on her temples and knew that her makeup was smudged without looking at the mirror.

This made Alexa even more insecure and unconfident to confront Terrence.

She said dully, "I know. Do not lecture me."

Terrence got a bit anxious. "I care about you, Alexa. Look at you now. How can I leave you alone?"

Alexa looked down to examine herself, only to find that her neckline was very low.

As she had an allergy, red marks were visible on her neck.

"It is not what you think."

Alexa blushed, her voice trembling.

"What did I think?"

Terrence got closer and put his arm around her shoulder. Alexa felt that the air got much hotter.

Caught off guard, Alexa stayed in his arms.

Terrence's profound gaze went all the way down and settled on her red marks.

He knew they were not hickeys, but inexplicably, Terrence felt jealous.

Terrence elongated the word a bit. "Tell me."

Alexa was just about to speak when her phone buzzed and a notification popped up.

She heaved a sigh of relief and hurried out of the door.

go to

boyfriend. Who gives you the right

go to my home, let's go

pissed off that

such a

like it." Terrence took Alexa's hand and

but Terrence

not here. You can only go

"I have my car."

on driving

Alexa and put her down on

to be a couple. Don't you want to

to talk. I don't like you," Alexa

not matter. I like you." Terrence did not

latter part of the sentence

he liked

Terrence liked her?

I am so down on my luck," Alexa

chuckled and then remained

Alexa back to the

"Take a shower."

leaned against the door frame lazily, and sized Alexa

Who made this dress? It doesn't

dress was custom-made by a renowned designer. Terrence looked down on it just out

to know how beautiful she was or to

that Alexa chose the dress for

is none

was grumpy, went around him, and got into the

chuckled and decided to make some soup for

Terrence brought in

hot. I'll dry your hair,"

I can do it

he scooped up some soup and put it in

know you have trouble sleeping and your hands are often icy. So I

of refusing, Alexa

a medicinal dish, the soup

"Does it taste good?"

Alexa nodded.

spoon-fed her. After eating half a bowl, Alexa

did not want to waste

drink the rest

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