We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez

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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

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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.

The gentleness in Terrence's eyes instantly disappeared and was replaced with a strong coldness.

He 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, Terrence sent the photo to Kieran.

And then Terrence wrote in the message, "My wife is already

asleep. If there is anything, just tell me."

After sending the message, Terrence had never received any reply

from Kieran.

Terrence coldly curled the corners of his mouth as if he were a

predator who got his target.

At that moment, Kieran was standing in the corridor of the

hospital.

He had just finished an operation and saw the heavy rain outside,

so he called Alexa.

Unexpectedly, it was Terrence who noticed the call.

Kieran, who had always acted gently, suddenly punched the wall, but the pain still did not make him

feel much better.

He seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, powerless to

escape.

"Dr. Powell, what happened to your hand?"

The nurse who passed by exclaimed. When she looked at Kieran,

she was even more shocked.

Kieran had never had such an expression. And he acted as if he

wanted to kill someone at that moment.

"Dr. Powell..."

"I'm fine. Sorry for scaring you," Kieran smiled gently.

"OK. You should take care of your hand. Hurry up and bandage it,"

the nurse said, blushing slightly.

"Thank you."

Kieran nodded and turned to his office.

In the huge hospital, there was barely anyone.

However, when Kieran pushed open the door to the office, he saw a

young woman sitting inside.

Kieran was stunned but still acted politely.

"Dr. Bisley."

Lilah Bisley, Kieran's colleague, turned around with a frown. When

she saw the blood on Kieran's hand, she instantly became worried.

"Dr. Powell, what happened to your hand? Let me bandage it for you."

"It doesn't matter. I can do it myself."

Even so, Lilah still took out the medicine box without any

explanation and skillfully helped Kieran treat his wound.

"It's so late. Why are you here? Any emergency?" Kieran asked reservedly.

Lilah mocked, "Nothing. I know you have not gotten off work yet,

so I came to see you.

"How's work in the psychiatry department? You must be very busy

recently."

"It's okay. As usual."

The two of them had some random chat for a while, and Lilah

glanced at Kieran, trying to change the topic.

"By the way, Dr. Powell, how are you now?"

"What do you mean?" Kieran smiled casually.

"Your manic depression."

"I'm fine. After all, it's been so many years," Kieran said

confidently.

"Actually, I know that you still miss Olivia Fender."

When Kieran heard the name, he felt the complicated emotions

hidden deep in his heart instantly sweep over him and take hold forcefully.

"After all, how can you forget someone who loves you so deeply?"

As soon as Lilah finished speaking, Kieran withdrew his hand with a

cold face and tied the bandage himself.

"I still have something to do. Excuse me. Goodbye."

After saying that, Kieran left the office without looking back.

Lilah watched him leave, and a strange expression appeared on her

face.

The rain gradually stopped, and the sun finally chased the night

away and appeared.

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Alexa woke up in a daze. She had a good sleep last night for the first

time.

"Why did you wake up so early?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Alexa immediately looked in the

direction of the voice vigilantly.

She saw Terrence standing near the bedside in dark gray sportswear. He looked completely different compared to

his usual noble and cold demeanor in a suit.

"Terrence? Why are you in my room?"

"I am just back from running. I come to see you," Terrence

answered with certainty.

Alexa said nothing.

"What do you mean by that giving me that disdainful look?" asked

Terrence. "Nothing. Get out. I'm going to change my clothes," Alexa said as

she pulled the blanket over herself.

"Do as you please!"

Terrence replied gently and then personally found a few clothes for

Alexa from the wardrobe.

"What are you doing?" Alexa was puzzled.

"I brought these clothes for you. Are you not satisfied?"

"What happened to my clothes?" Alexa asked.

"I threw them away."

Hearing Terrence's light explanation, Alexa was silent and glanced

at him with a darkened face.

"How much are all these? I'll give you a check."

It's priceless. Have you heard about priceless love? You can only

choose to repay with other priceless items, such as your love."

"You're sick," Alexa said.

Hearing Alexa scold him, Terrence nodded with great satisfaction

and left the room quickly.

It was not until breakfast that Alexa understood Terrence's evil

intention.

Their clothes matched and made them look like a couple.

"You are also going to Dallas for a business trip today, right?"

"I advise you to give up your fantasy as soon as possible. I won't be going with you."

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