Terrance and Alexia

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…

handsome and angry face woodenly for a long

will be only two years.”

went upstairs without looking

surged through

waved away the bottles on the table. With a loud “whoosh”, the exquisite

would just be

matter how powerful Terrence was, Alexa only belonged to him for

this marriage, but “Mrs.

went downstairs, the living room was

bottle of whiskey. There were seven or eight empty bottles by his

did you drink so much?” As Alexa spoke, she cleaned up the mess.

stomach. Do you want

to do with you?”

When he got up, he staggered.

cried out in panic and immediately went up to help him. “I’ll get the

to help you sober

chef.” Terrence pushed Alexa away and pointed to

me.”

“I cannot.”

“Learn it.”

“Are you drunk?”

me to

not get rid of

had no choice but to support Terrence and slowly

on ceremony at all and leaned on Alexa.

and back. In this way, they were closer and more intimate, leaving no gap.

more trouble for Alexa. After

“Be careful.”

“Okay.”

the bathroom, and

learn how to make the soup.”

“Okay.”

slowly came to the kitchen. Facing the tableware

I don’t know anything.”

her phone and finally had the courage to

a cold shower and became

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.

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

are you doing?”

Terrence’s expression

you doing?

Is it burned?”

lifted the lid, but Terrence stopped

spoon. Get out. I’ll do it,” Terrence complained as he put on his

“Oh.”