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 back

him. 

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

the expectation that

have something to do, but I’ll come home as

possible.” 

“Oh, okay.” 

pretending not to care as she whirled

else could it be? Did he need to hide

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

brought that on herself, and Terrence

saw Mina instructing the maids to serve the

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

“But…” 

the pasta she had eaten

Ramsey, have a taste.”

Alexa a bowl of

no appetite, but she still sat by

dishes were her favorites,

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

praised

also smiled. “Mr. Ramsey knows you don’t have much appetite these past few

“What?” 

which collided with the bowl, making a

 

Ramsey? Are

“No, no.” 

know what to say and returned to her room.

and her eyes were

a net of vines, entangling her tightly, suffocating

he doing?

giving

didn’t think so.

meeting the client, Terrence immediately

his home now and thought he

the place that he felt he should

talking to

that, Terrence was more eager to return home. It was as

allowing him to

and Terrence picked it

with you for the

“Are you back?” 

Brynlee lit a scented candle. “Are you

blurted out, “I’m

at home. Come

wait up. Go

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