We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez

Chapter 267


Chapter 267 Priceless Love

"It must be Terrence!"

Jovan was so angry that he slammed the table and stood up with a ferocious expression.

"Mr. Clough, before he goes far, we might as well kill him to prevent future troubles!" an assistant suggested.

"Stupid!"

Jovan shouted angrily with a gloomy face and gradually calmed down.

"Now it seems that Derick must be under Terrence's control.

"If they make any moves, it will be a big problem."

After weighing the matter over and over again, Jovan still did not think of any way to take revenge, so he could only swallow his resentment.

At that time, Terrence was already on his way home.

It was a peaceful night. But all of a sudden, there was a sudden flash of lightning, and heavy rain swept over in an instant.

The driver calmly drove the car, but Terrence slowly opened his eyes as he was resting in the back seat, a hint of worry flashing through his eyes.

"Please drive faster."

The driver suddenly became absent-minded and thought that he had heard something wrong.

But he still replied, "Yes."

With such heavy rain, Terrence was worried that Alexa would be so afraid that she would lose sleep.

Terrence looked down at the ring on his finger. His face darkened, and he seemed rather concerned.

Thanks to the driver, the half-an-hour drive took less than 20 minutes at that time.

Terrence could not wait to hold the umbrella into the yard and went straight to the room on the second floor.

When he reached the door, he subconsciously slowed down.

After opening the door, Terrence found the room was in darkness.

Terrence finally calmed down.

Meanwhile, Alexa, who was lying on the bed, was tightly wrapped in the quilt and seemed to be uneasy.

Terrence quietly sat by the bed with his cold fingers gently lifting aside Alexa's hair.

As Alexa slept, she slightly frowned, and sweat covered her forehead.

Terrence thought, are you having a nightmare again?

Terrence narrowed his eyes slightly as he patted Alexa's palm as if she were a baby.

"Alexa. Don't be afraid. I'm here."

At the same time, Alexa seemed to have sensed Terrence's presence and grabbed his hand without any hesitation, breathing steadily.

Terrence stayed by her side, admiring Alexa's gentle sleeping face through the dim light coming outside the window.

"Damarion looks exactly like you. My Alexa." Terrence said with a soft tone and a smile.

After a while, Alexa's phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

gentleness in Terrence's eyes instantly disappeared and was replaced with a

hung up the phone without thinking. Then Terrence used his phone and took a photo of him and Alexa holding hands. In the blink of an eye,

wrote in the message, "My wife is

If there is anything, just tell

message, Terrence had never

from Kieran.

corners of his mouth

who got his

Kieran was standing in the corridor of

hospital.

operation and saw the heavy rain

so he called Alexa.

it was Terrence who noticed the

punched the wall, but the

to have fallen into an endless abyss, powerless

escape.

happened to

exclaimed.

was even

never had such an expression.

someone at

"Dr. Powell..."

for scaring you," Kieran smiled

care of your hand. Hurry

nurse said, blushing

"Thank you."

turned

hospital, there was barely

pushed open the door to the office, he

young woman sitting inside.

was stunned but

"Dr. Bisley."

turned

saw the blood on Kieran's

to your hand? Let me bandage it

I

still took out the medicine box

and skillfully helped Kieran

late. Why are you here?

I know you have

I came to

in the psychiatry department? You

recently."

"It's okay. As usual."

them had some random chat

trying to change the

Powell, how

do you mean?" Kieran

"Your manic depression."

it's been so many

confidently.

you

Kieran heard the name, he felt the

instantly sweep over him and take hold

how can you forget someone who loves you

finished speaking,

and tied

something to do. Excuse

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