We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez
Chapter 102

Chapter 102 You Want More Money, Right?

Hearing that, Terrence suddenly threw the flowers in his hand into the trash can.

He grabbed her with extra force and pulled her over in a ruthless manner. say

"Isn't it natural for a doctor to explain the patient's situation to her family? Why did he What was wrong with him?" Terrence's tone was very aggressive. Hearing him talk about Kieran using such a tone, Alexa was a little unhappy.

"I told him not to tell you. Is there a problem?"

She defended another man in front of him as if she was protecting that man. Seeing that, Terrence was so angered that he grinned. "Why did you do that?"

The last bit of patience that Terrence had was gone.

"Why should he tell my family?" Alexa tilted her head, looking innocent. "My family is long gone, including my brother."

Her voice was not loud, but every word she said stabbed Terrence's heart.

He thought, Alexa, though you have no one to rely on, you can be as annoying as you want!

Terrence was furious, and his heart kept beating faster.

He thought, I have been so powerful for so many years. I pretty much rule the world. I can decide one's life and death without blinking. Alexa is the only one that can affect my mood.

I skipped the transnational meeting to customize the nutritional recipes for her and even stayed up all night, trying to figure out what she likes. Why? Just to torture myself?

"One night in a place like this is enough. Come back with me."

The more manipulative Terrence was, the more Alexa had to fight it.

She frowned and said in a distant voice.

that?

"Let go. I won't go with you."

"What did you say?"

"I'm going to stay in the hospital until I recover."

Terrence gritted his teeth. Seeing her cold expression, he finally agreed.

"How long exactly will that be?"

"I don't know. It's up to the doctor."

"I told you. Don't use Kieran as your excuse."

Terrence's tone instantly became tough, and rage was flickering in his eyes.

"I'm not," Alexa said calmly.

Her attitude made him feel like she had splashed his face with cold water. The rage Terrence had was instantly gone.

"Alright. Fine." Terrence nodded slightly with a sullen face. Then he suddenly asked, "Have you

eaten?"

"I'm not hungry.'

As soon as Alexa finished speaking, Terrence let go of her hand and walked out.

Like a frightened hamster, she hid under her cover again.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door again.

She thought, what is Terrence up to now?

Alexa snapped.

"What do you want now?"

The door lock rang, and the person outside the door poked her head in.

"Alexa, it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Alexa immediately got up in surprise.

"Maeve!"

Maeve entered enthusiastically and placed the gift boxes in various sizes on the cabinet at the side.

"Why are you hospitalized again? How did you get the wound on your head?" Maeve asked with

concern.

"It was just an accident." Alexa brushed it off. Then she asked with a little doubt, "Maeve, haven't you been busy recently? Did Terrence ask you to come here?" "A friend in the hospital told me. I was just finishing up, so I came to see you."

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Maeve saw the delicate white roses in the trash can. Her eyes gleamed, and she asked tentatively.

"Alexa, tell me, what exactly happened?"

"You're looking at it," Alexa said self-mockingly, pointing at her forehead.

"I mean you and Terrence." Maeve's face turned serious. "I heard Carissa say that you are about to

divorce."

"It's a long story, but yes, we're getting a divorce."

"Well, I guess that's a good thing anyway." Maeve nodded thoughtfully. "You don't have to suffer in the Ramsey family anymore."

They were about to continue chatting when the door to the ward was pushed open again.

Terrence came in with some luxurious lunchboxes and looked at the stranger who appeared in the

ward in a lukewarm manner.

Alexa was about to introduce Maeve, while he had already looked away, unconcerned.

Terrence placed the lunchboxes on the table one by one and placed the tableware in front of Alexa.

"Eat."

Maeve had been sizing Terrence up openly.

Maeve had been in showbiz for so many years. She had seen countless top male models and

superstars.

But when she saw Terrence, Maeve's eyes lit up, which hadn't happened for a long time.

Terrence's facial features and body proportions were simply surprisingly perfect. In addition, he was wearing a high-end, custom-made dark gray suit, which made him extremely distant and

noble.

She thought, what a shame. Such a flawless man is in fact a scumbag.

Alexa was on a drip, so she couldn't move around and eat easily.

Terrence's eyes were deep. Just as he was about to raise his hand, Maeve suddenly picked up the tableware. She didn't want him to have a chance to get close to Alexa.

"I've got Alexa. Mr. Ramsey, you may go and do your work," Maeve said, trying to drive him away

with a fake smile.

Terrence withdrew his hand without a trace and calmly tidied up his suit.

"Alright. I'll come and see you later," he said to Alexa calmly.

"No need. Mr. Ramsey, you don't have to come here anymore. The two of us will be fine." Maeve

immediately refused him.

Hearing her last sentence, Terrence frowned.

Alexa was eating vegetables like a bunny, not even glancing at him.

Terrence knew that he was hated, but when he left, he was still arrogant and cold.

"Arrogant and only doing things his own way," Maeve commented on Terrence with displeasure. "Other than being good-looking, he has no other merits at all."

With Maeve accompanying her, Alexa did not take Terrence seriously at all.

Alexa took out her phone and skillfully transferred Terrence 30 dollars.

Terrence quickly replied. Alexa could even picture Terrence's sullen face.

Terrence: "What do you mean?"

Alexa's expression did not change.

She replied calmly: "I won't eat your food for free."

Terrence: "The servants at home insisted on me bringing it to you. Do you think I did that for you?"

She thought, really? The servants?

Alexa thought for a while and transferred another 30 dollars to him.

Alexa: "I see. You want more money, right?"

Seeing the message she sent, Terrence gritted his teeth and threw his phone to the side, no longer

replying.

Alexa always had countless ways to anger him.

Terrence parked the car in the garage of the Hudson Group building and just happened to receive a call from the head of the HR department.

"Mr. Ramsey, the chief secretary of the CEO's office, Alexa, has not come to work for a week. Mr. Bradshaw sent me to ask for your opinion." When Jerry Lawson said this, he was very nervous.

Jerry thought, Terrence is the spokesperson of ruthlessness in Hudson Group. How dare Alexa, a

newcomer, mess with Terrence?

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