Terrance and Alexia

Chapter 25



Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Do You Fall in Love With Her?

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Brynlee and Aron were shocked. Brynlee’s face turned ashen as if she had been slapped on the spot.

“Terrence … what did you say?”

Terrence ignored her and ordered Aron coldly, “Hurry up.”

“Oh… Okay.”

Aron was regretful and immediately called Alexa.

Aron thought, I’m doomed. I did such a stupid thing!

Brynlee didn’t give up and asked, “Terrence, cannot I send

you

Terrence lowered his eyes and slowly pushed her hand away.

“I haven’t divorced Alexa yet. She is Mrs. Ramsey.”

“Terrence, what do you mean?” Brynlee burst into tears. “You fell in love with her, right? You don’t want

me anymore, right? Terrence, you promised me before.”

Terrence’s expression was grim, and Brynlee could not guess what he was thinking at all.

“Can you wait a little longer? She and I…” Terrence whispered.

“I see!” Brynlee interrupted Terrence resolutely, “I will wait for you. As long as you love me, I will not be

afraid of anything.”

Brynlee was afraid that Terrence would say something she could not accept.

Brynlee had waited for Terrence for six years, but in the end, she had to give in to Alexa.

Brynlee thought, I’m from the powerful Walton family. Alexa doesn’t deserve Terrence.

“Terrence, I love you. I fell in love with you since I saved you that year.” Brynlee kissed Terrence

affectionately.

As Brynlee mentioned this matter, Terrence’s cold eyes instantly softened.

“I will marry you. This is my promise to you.”

“Alright.”

back?”

No matter how unhappy Brynlee was, she could only let go of Terrence’s hand and leave alone.

Brynlee knew she could not anger Terrence. She knew Terrence well.

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Brynlee was Intelligent, and Alexa was not her opponent.

Aron finally got in touch with Alexa and begged her to come over.

Terrence sat quietly, and Aron stood aside in frustration. Aron did not even have the courage to speak.

“Terrence, Mrs. Ramsey has come.”

“She comes? Alright.” Terrence’s slender index finger tapped on the table. His emotions could not

be seen.

Terrence put people around him under inexplicable pressure. Aron swallowed and felt his back

constantly sweating cold sweat.

“Do you know who Mrs. Ramsey is now?”

“I do.” Aron’s smile froze. “I’m inconsiderate. Mrs. Ramsey is coming. I’ll go out and pick her up.”

It was said that it was dangerous to be with great men. Aron finally experienced it today.

Although Aron knew that Terrence was married, the legendary “Mrs. Ramsey” never showed up during

their private gathering.

Everyone in the circle knew that the one in Terrence’s heart was Brynlee.

But what was the situation now?

Aron came out with a sad face, and the car from Duckdale Villa just stopped at the door.

After Alexa received the call, she simply dressed up and left.

When Aron, who had seen countless women, saw Alexa, he stopped in his tracks.

In a simple black woolen coat, Alexa wore her long hair loose. Her fair face had no makeup, but she

was beautiful like a goddess.

It had been two years. Alexa became even more graceful and beautiful and even had a bit of mature

charm.

“Mrs. Ramsey!”

“Nice to meet you. I’m here to pick up my husband, Alexa said politely.

“Mrs. Ramsey, my name is Aron Lambert.” Aron handed over his business card with a smile. “Mrs.

Ramsey, welcome.”

Terrence came out of the private room and saw Alexa taking Aron’s business card and talking to him

with a smile.

“Ahem…”

Terrence clenched his hand and covered his mouth while coughing lightly. He stared coldly at Aron.

Aron understood and immediately dodged.

Terrence looked at Alexa and leaned aside. He said sternly, “Why are you here?”

“Oh, Mr. Lambert asked me to come.”

Afraid that Terrence would misunderstand, Alexa explained.

“I just called Brynlee, but she didn’t answer.” Alexa’s eyes were clear. “So, I came..”

“Your tone shows that you are unwilling to come.”

“No.”

“Even if I die by the side of the road, you will not care.”

Alexa was lost for words.

Alexa did not dare to talk to Terrence. No matter what she said, Terrence would accuse her.

Aron was surprised to hear Terrence’s “magical” speech.

The dignified president of Hudson Group came to Aron in the middle of the night to cause a ruckus just

because he quarreled with his wife.

“Mrs. Ramsey. Hurry up and bring Terrence back. The hangover soup that we made is not as good.

as yours.”

Alexa did not understand what Aron meant.

Alexa only felt that these men from aristocratic families did not understand how hard life was. She was

a patient, but they asked her to clean up the mess.

Alexa thought, Mr. Ramsey, what are you thinking?

“Let’s go,” Alexa said sweetly.

Terrence arrogantly and coldly left. Alexa followed behind him, looking very much like his follower.

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When they got into the car, Terrence inexplicably ordered.

“Go drive.”

“There’s a driver.”

It’s not working time. I’m not an evil boss,” Terrence said righteously.

“But…”

“I used to be your driver. Can’t you drive me home for once?”

What a weird and unreasonable request!

But at the thought that Terrence drank, Alexa felt that all of this became reasonable.

Before she agreed, Terrence had sat in the passenger seat.

“Hurry up.”

Alexa did not dare to say “no” to Terrence’s order and could only sit in the driver’s seat of his limited

luxury car in fear.

“Ask me when you don’t know.”

“Alright.”

Alexa replied briefly, but there was a sense of nervousness in her tone.

Terrence didn’t show anything on his face, but he ruthlessly ridiculed himself.

Alexa was his legitimate wife, but he had to use this method when he wanted to talk to her.

“Terrence, the lights were red ahead.”

“Terrence, should I slow down?”

“Terrence, can I turn the steering wheel?”

“Terrence…’

“Alexa,” Terrence called out slowly.

“Ah?”

“What kind of attitude is this? Is this how you consult others? What did you call me?”

“How should I address you?”


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