Terrance and Alexia

Chapter 113

Chapter 113 You Belong to Me

Alexa squeezed out a smile. “Nothing. It’s just some daily nuisances. I’ll pass it to Terrence later.”

“There is much more to that, isn’t it?” Rebekah smiled, nudging Alexa to tell the truth.

Alexa intentionally kept some distance from her, as she was worried that Rebekah would spot that she

had almost cried.

“Nothing. It’s all in your head. Have some rest,” Alexa said determinedly.

“Is it cancer or something? I’m not afraid of death. Alexa. Tell me.” Rebekah smiled calmly.

“Rebekah…”

Alexa couldn’t resist the urge to cry. She squatted down beside the bed, nervously holding

Rebekah’s left hand.

“Rebekah, please don’t say that. You’re scaring me,” Alexa said in a tough tone.

“Alright, I won’t say that again.” Rebekah nodded.

Alexa just wiped her tears away when someone pushed the door open.

Terrence walked towards Alexa and helped her up.

With Terrence around, Alexa felt much more at ease.

As Terrence exchanged a look with Rebekah, a frown marring his features, Alexa knew that he had

something to tell his mom.

“Rebekah, I’m going for a walk.”

Rebekah said in a concerned tone, “Go ahead. It’s too stuffy here.”

“I will.”

Alexa forced a smile and silently pushed open the door.

As soon as she was out, Alexa collapsed in the corridor, as if all the strength in her body had been

drained.

She was diagnosed with a terminal illness and had long been accustomed to the torture.

But when the same tragedy happened to her loved ones, Alexa suddenly realized she was not as brave

as she thought to be.

Terrence was sitting upright on the chair next to the bed, expressionless.

Rebekah was still wearing a kind smile, but there was something more in her gaze.

“Terrence, I won’t beat around the bush. I want you to cut off your relationship with Brynlee now,”

Rebekah said bluntly.

Terrence was not surprised. He knew Rebekah was going to say that.

“Your father and I are not going to accept her. After so many years, it’s time to stop and go back on

track.”

“I have my own plans. Plus, I am on track.”

Terrence hid his emotions so well that even Rebekah could not see through him.

“Are you still going to divorce Alexa? What do you want me to do for you to change your mind? We

asked you to break up with Brynlee for your own good!” Rebekah said in disbelief and disappointment.

“When I was in danger abroad, she saved me.”

Sensing his determination, Rebekah could not help but cry.

“Why can’t you see the truth after so many years? You know that she was not the one who saved you.”

“Mom.”

Terrence suddenly stood up gloomily.

“Brynlee saved me. There is no doubt about it. The Ramsey family is not strong enough to deal with all

of the rivals.

“As long as I can protect the family, I can sacrifice anything, even my marriage.”

Rebekah felt distressed by how callous her son had become.

Just as she was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.

Alexa’s voice sounded.

“Rebekah, the doctor is here to examine you.’

“Okay.”

Then Rebekah gazed at Terrence gently.

“Spend some time with Alexa. She is exhausted.”

“I will.”

Terrence’s cold gaze was disappearing. The moment he went out, he was bombarded by questions

from Alexa.

“How is Rebekah? Is she feeling better?”

“With you here, how can she not be better?”

Terrence held her hand, chuckling.

“Let’s go have breakfast.”

Alexa didn’t move. “Wait. But what about Rebekah?”

“I’ll have the maids take care of her. Don’t worry,” Terrence said gently.

Relieved, Alexa followed him.

It was already nine o’clock. Alexa was burned out.

When she passed by the breakfast restaurant at the entrance of the hospital, she hurried over as if she

hadn’t had anything for three days.

Terrence paused and looked at her, puzzled.

“Where are we going?”

Alexa’s eyes lightened up, as she shook his arm expectantly.

“Can we have breakfast there?”

“It’s not…”

Before Terrence could finish, Alexa had let go of him and walked over briskly.

Alexa was just like a child seeing a lollipop.

Terrence could only follow up.

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Seeing Terrence at the door, Alexa teased him with a grin.

“I thought you had left.”

“I need to be with you. Otherwise, you would get lost,” Terrence said stubbornly.

“What do you want? I ordered a sandwich and a cup of coffee. Do you want the same? I’ll get the same

for you.”

Alexa was particularly enthusiastic about food.

Terrence rubbed her head with a faint smile.

“I don’t hate it. Order whatever you want.”

Alexa smoothed her tousled hair while ordering the same meal for him, a bit pissed off.

Terrence was cleaning the table over and over again with a towel.

Alexa twitched her mouth, regretful for bringing him to such a place.

After all, for someone as Terrence as him, dining out in such a humble restaurant was a challenge.

As expected, Terrence began to speak ill of the place, “Why do you like this restaurant? It’s noisy and

greasy. There isn’t a five-star chef here.”

“Having breakfast here makes me feel alive. Don’t you think that it is very lively here? It’s filled with

aroma and chatter,” Alexa explained, perked up.

“There is not where I belong.”

Alexa was disappointed.

Alexa didn’t bother to argue with him and lost interest in chatting with him.

She and Terrence were never on the same page.

Alexa thought the sea was beautiful, whereas Terrence regarded it as a horrible thing that drowned

many people.

Alexa fell silent, and Terrence didn’t say anything, either. Then he began to stare straight at her.

“When are you going to be back at Hudson Group?” Terrence asked, a bit dominantly.

“I’m not going back. I belong to Elvish Corp.” Alexa cut to the chase.

“You belong to Elvish Corp.?”

Nonsense. Alexa belonged to him.

When Terrence was thinking hard about the next move, their breakfast was served.

“The boiled eggs are gifts for you. Do come back,” the lady said warmly.

“Definitely,” Alexa replied with a smile.

Terrence turned a deaf ear. When he looked up, he saw Alexa’s hand with a peeled egg in it.