We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez

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Chapter 292 Winter Is Gone for Good

His hand was still on Alexa's scarf, and his heart was beating faster and faster.

"Alexa, you..."

Alexa was speechless and cracked a brilliant smile.

"Actually, I really like to enjoy the snow, but at that time, I was in bad health, and my brother was not by my side

either. It was Brynlee who was by your side..."

Alexa said with a simple smile. It was clearly a knife stabbing into her heart, but she seemed to not feel pain.

"Every night was cold, and winter was so hard to bear. I often wondered what the result would be if my brother

didn't come..."

Alexa had not finished speaking when she was suddenly pulled into Terrence's arms.

He hugged her tightly, not knowing whether it was because of the cold wind, but his eyes were a little red and

moist.

"I'm sorry, Alexa. I'm sorry." Terrence stressed these words.

But no matter what he said, he could not share the slightest bit of pain she had endured.

"I think I'm really drunk."

Alexa pinched the part between her eyebrows tiredly. The blush on her face was much deeper.

"Don't take what I just said to heart. It's nothing."

Alexa left his embrace and continued to walk forward.

But Terrence pulled her back, lowering his head to kiss her rosy lips.

This kiss came too suddenly, and Alexa widened her eyes in shock and endured his kiss.

She did not respond, but Terrence was willing to endure it.

This city was called the "Romantic Capital". Alexa thought to herself, I finally understood why.

The snow gradually became heavy, and the two finally returned to the hotel.

Alexa wanted Terrence to rest early, but as soon as he entered the room, he went to the kitchen to cook some

soup for her to sober up.

"Go take a shower. Do you still feel dizzy? Remember to raise the temperature of the water a little higher."

Terrence cautioned carefully. Alexa nodded and teased.

"Why are you more like a housekeeper than Brady?"

"I will only be your personal housekeeper 24 hours a day."

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"I don't buy it."

After Alexa went to the kitchen, the phone on the table beeped.

It was a message from Rory.

Rory, "Alexa, are you in the hotel? Do you need some medicine to alleviate your hangover?"

He doesn't have good intentions, wondered Terrence.

Terrence unlocked the fingerprint lock with ease and tried his best to suppress the dissatisfaction in his

heart.

"No need."

"Mr. Wingerson, you should take more yourself. I think you are drunk."

"You are not Alexa. Who are you?"

Terrence was too lazy to type and directly sent a voice message.

"I am her legitimate husband, Terrence. I was the one who took her back to the hotel just now. Is there

a problem, Mr. Wingerson?"

"As her good friend, I am just worried that she will be hurt by someone with bad intentions."

"Your worries are unnecessary. With me here, no one will harm

her."

"However, Alexa is actually married. This is very surprising. Is it a

business marriage?"

"We are very happy."

"Well, it's just that she never mentioned you in front of us. I am

very surprised."

"No matter how good a friend is, they are not relatives, right?"

A long time after the message was sent, there was no reply.

Terrence put on a victorious posture and silently deleted the chat record as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Alexa came out of the bathroom.

"The soup is ready. Drink it while it's hot."

"Thank you."

Alexa scooped up a spoonful of soup and tasted it. The warm and

sweet taste conveyed warmth and happiness.

Terrence subconsciously picked up the hair dryer and helped her

dry her hair. He was skillful and gentle as if he was taking care of a

piece of art.

"I remembered someone saying that a careful and gentle man is very suitable for raising a daughter."

As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Alexa realized later that she had just said something stupid, but there was no chance to regret it.

Her cheeks were a little hot as if they were burning again.

Alexa tentatively tilted her head and was greeted by Terrence's

ambiguous half-smile.

Alexa cleared her throat and stiffly looked away. "Why are you

looking at me? I just heard that..."

"Careful and gentle? Don't worry, darling. I will definitely take this

as a standard and strictly perform it."

"That's not what I meant..."

"That's what I meant."

Terrence gently curved his lips and revealed a pure smile.

When Alexa came back to her senses, the waistband on her dressing

gown had already loosened up.

Terrence easily picked her up and walked to the bedroom.

There was only a dim night lamp in the room. There was the smell

of roses in the air. Alexa was thrown onto the soft big bed and

raised her hand to cover her blushing face.

"Don't push me away."

Terrence kissed the side of her neck and whispered.

Alexa slowly and nervously closed her eyes, and his stiff body

gradually relaxed.

This time, she did not refuse.

It was not until noon the next day that Alexa woke up in a daze.

The messages on her phone had accumulated a lot, and the progress of the show was more important.

Alexa immediately got up from the bed and rubbed pinched the part between her eyebrows to force herself to be

clear-headed.

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A strong arm was still around her waist. Alexa turned around, and

Terrence was still asleep.

Alexa subconsciously lightened her movement, but Terrence quietly opened his eyes and easily brought her back

into his arms.

"What are you in a hurry for?" His voice was low and sexy. "It doesn't hurt anymore, right?"

"Shut up!" Alexa whispered fiercely, "Don't ask this question!"

"Okay, I won't."

Terrence chuckled, and his warm palm wandered around her waist.

The aching part was suddenly pressed down. Alexa gasped in pain

and immediately avoided his touch.

"It hurts!"

She pulled the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, her vigilant eyes

locked on Terrence.

He was like a satisfied cat, lazily raising his eyes as if he was plotting his next hunt.

"I asked my assistant to send over the ointment."

Alexa instantly felt shameful, not even daring to look at him.

But Terrence was the culprit, causing her to miss out on so much important work and ache all over.

The more Alexa thought about it, the angrier she became. She raised her hand and punched him in the chest.

"It's all your fault!" She mumbled, "I ... I already said that you

should... restrain yourself."

"What? I didn't hear you clearly."

Terrence took the opportunity to hold her hand and bring her into

his arms.

Alexa dodged in fear, but he circled her even tighter. "You were the one who provoked me first. Why are you

hiding?"

"Terrence, stop messing around. I still have work to do."

He calmly checked the time and said with ease.

"There are still three hours before the final rehearsal of the show.

That's enough."

Alexa was stunned. In the end, she was tortured to the point that

she had no strength left.

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