We Will Collide Someday

Chapter 24

Chapter 24 Mrs. Ramsey Will Pick You Up

Terrence did not seem to take her words seriously.

After Alexa finished, he did not let go of her. Instead, he got them closer.

Alexa tried to struggle, but the difference in strength between men and women was too great. Her wrist was in Terrence’s hand.

“You can do whatever you want.”

Alexa said in despair and closed her eyes as if she was ready to die.

“You said that I can do whatever I want?”

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“Alright.”

Alexa thought that this would make Terrence lose interest, but unexpectedly, Terrence undid her collar.

Alexa’s delicate skin was exposed to the air, and from time to time, Terrence’s thin and cold. fingertips would touch it. It was as if there were thousands of electric currents running through

Alexa’s body, numbing her.

“Terrence, you…”

Alexa felt that Terrence was touching her wound.

“You didn’t change your medicine after getting wet. Do you want it to get infected?”

Terrence lectured Alexa and fetched the medicine box to handle her wound.

“You are troublesome.”

Hearing him nagging, Alexa asked tentatively.

“I can do it myself. I won’t trouble you anymore.”

“What do you mean?” Terrence was even more displeased. “Alexa, you have caused a lot of trouble. for me. And I had to clean the mess.”

“I am sorry. I won’t do it again,” Alexa said sincerely.

“Really?” Terrence snorted, “Don’t make it sound so nice. I’ll be glad if you don’t bother me for the rest of my life.”

“I won’t…”

Alexa’s heart, which was about to jump out of her chest, returned to its original position.

“I won’t stay in the Ramsey family forever,” Alexa said calmly. “I need to move on alone.”

“Boring.”

Terrence said in a slightly annoyed tone. After bandaging Alexa’s wounds, he left the room.

Alexa lay on the bed and slowed her breathing.

Soon, she heard the roar of the engine from downstairs.

Alexa walked barefoot to the balcony, just in time to see Terrence’s car drive out of the garage arrogantly.

The effects of the alcohol had completely faded away, but Terrence felt that he was in an extremely chaotic madness. The mountains overlapped, and the night was ridiculously dark.

When Terrence truly found the light, Alexa stood at the end of the mountain.

Alexa…

The thin and sickly girl was like a golden hairpin, deeply embedded in Terrence’s flesh and blood.

In Galan Bar…

In the most luxurious private room, the general manager, Aron Lambert, was standing in front of the table, trembling with fear. He carefully nodded and smiled.

“Mr. Ramsey, what brings you here?”

Although Aron and Terrence grew up together, after twenty years, Aron hadn’t seen through Terrence.

Moreover, it was well known in the circle that Terrence didn’t smoke, drink, gamble, or fool around.

This was the first time that Terrence came here without drinking or talking about business. Aron guessed that something had happened.

“Terrence, what’s the matter?” Aron patted his chest and said. “Tell me. I will try my best to help you.”

“Do you have any soup for a hangover?” Terrence asked while rubbing his forehead.

Aron heard Terrence clearly, but Aron could not understand what Terrence meant at all.

What was wrong with Terrence?

“Mr. Ramsey…” Aron laughed dryly. “This is a bar, a place to sell wine. No one has ordered such a thing.”

Terrence cast a cold stare at Aron, and Aron shuddered.

“If you don’t have it, then go and learn how to cook it.”

“Yes.” Aron nodded repeatedly. “I’ll go and learn right away. Mr. Ramsey, how much do you need?”

“I don’t want it now.”

Aron was speechless.

Aron did not dare to ask for trouble and immediately retreated.

In the large private room, only Terrence was left sitting quietly on the sofa..

Terrence thought, she may have slept soundly at home.

Without me, she will be free!

Terrence opened a bottle of wine in frustration, and his eyebrows did not relax at all.

Not long after, Aron returned and opened the door a crack. He stood at the door and looked inside.

“Terrence, I feel ill at ease while you are left alone. So, I called Mrs. Ramsey over.”

Mrs. Ramsey?

Terrence was filled with “nervousness”.

He didn’t even bat an eyelid as he handled orders worth tens of billions of dollars.

But now, as Aron mentioned Mrs. Ramsey, Terrence was nervous and uneasy.

It was so late. Was Alexa willing to come over?

“Let her in.”

“Got it.”

As expected, someone could handle Terrence!

Aron was delighted as he respectfully invited the one in.

“Terrence.”

When Terrence heard the soft and tender voice, his expression immediately froze.

“Why are you here?”

“I received a call from Mr. Lambert. So, I rushed over from the set.”

Brynlee’s tone was flustered, and it was obvious that she came in a hurry.

“What happened to you? Why are you here?”

Terrence’s face eased, but there was a touch of alienation.

“It’s fine.”

Hearing his casual words, Brynlee was unhappy.

Terrence was hiding something from Brynlee.

“Terrence…”

Brynlee lowered her voice and crouched down in front of Terrence, reaching out to hold his palm.

“Terrence, let’s go home. Okay?”

Terrence held the wine bottle with his other hand and had no intention of letting go.

“I’ll get someone to send you back.”

“No. Let’s go back together. Did I do something wrong that made you angry?” Brynlee clenched her grasp on Terrence’s hand.

“No.”

Brynlee turned her face and rubbed against the back of Terrence’s hand.

She sobbed, “You are angry with me.”

Brynlee was confident that she could take Terrence down. After all, this trick never failed to work on him.

“Alright… It’s my fault. Let’s go,” Terrence had to say so.

“Okay.”

Brynlee gave a big smile. She couldn’t wait to leave while holding Terrence’s arm.

Aron stood guard by the door. When he saw them come out, he immediately went up to them with a bright smile.

But Aron felt that Terrence’s face seemed even gloomier.

Aron thought he didn’t do anything wrong.

“Mr. Lambert, thank you for calling me.” Brynlee didn’t bother to hide the joy on her face. “I will take Terrence back now.”

“Oh, okay! Mrs. Ramsey, thank you for your hard work,” Aron smiled.

What are you talking about?”

Brynlee glanced at Terrence bashfully. Even though there was no smile on his face, she was not embarrassed because of it.

As long as the people around Terrence acknowledged Brynlee, she was not worried that others would snatch away the title of “Mrs. Ramsey”.

Brynlee was confident that the only person in Terrence’s heart would always be her!

“Aron. Call Alexa,” Terrence said with a gloomy face.