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. 

out of the car, she habitually turned

him. 

didn’t follow. He didn’t even intend to enter the

and instantly put away the expectation that should not

Terrence explained to her. “I still have something to do, but I’ll come home

possible.” 

“Oh, okay.” 

to care as she whirled around.

he need to hide it from

eyes. In Terrence’s eyes, his wife should be

brought that on herself, and Terrence didn’t

instructing the maids to serve

Mina said kindly. “Come and eat. These are all the light appetizers Mr. Ramsey asked us

“But…” 

she had

have a taste.”

Mina served Alexa a bowl of soup.

appetite, but she still sat by

dishes were her favorites, and Alexa chewed

emptiness in Alexa’s heart grew bigger. There seemed to be

Alexa praised with a

“Mr. Ramsey knows you don’t have much appetite these past few days, so he hired your previous cook.”

“What?” 

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

 

is it, Mrs. Ramsey? Are you unhappy?”

“No, no.” 

what to say and

and her eyes were stinging.

was like a net of vines, entangling her tightly,

was he

giving her hope?

think so.

client, Terrence immediately drove his car home.

his home now and

was because he had invested a lot in the place that he

finished talking to Alexa about what had

to return home. It was

him to resist.

picked it

tonight?” Brynlee asked tenderly. “I haven’t been with you for the past few days, so

“Are you back?” 

a scented candle. “Are you done?”

and blurted out, “I’m doing business.”

wait for you at

wait up. Go to

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