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We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138 Plaything

Clara said something, and Alexa remembered what had happened just now.

“Those two women are shameless. I have sent people for them.” Clara snorted with indignation, “They will have a good explanation to do.”

“Ms. Powell, you don’t have to do that. If they’re gone, then so be it.” Alexa sighed.

“Alexa, there’s one more thing…

Seeing Clara’s expression change, Alexa’s eyelashes fluttered as she softly asked.

“What’s wrong?”

“I called Mr. Ramsey, but it seemed he didn’t want to go here.”

Alexa relaxed her nervous expression when she heard this.

“Ms. Powell, I have to be honest with you. In fact, he and I…”

Before Alexa could say something, someone walked in from outside the door.

It was Kieran in a white coat. He fell his gentle gaze on Alexa, who was lying on the bed the moment

he walked in, and smiled at her.

“You are awake!”

Kieran walked to Alexa’s bedside and began to check her forehead.

“It has been properly treated. Take a rest for a month.”

As he spoke, Alexa stared at his wrist, lost in thought.

The bruise looked particularly dazzling under the gentle sunlight of the setting sun.

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However, Kieran did not seem to feel pain at all. He picked up pen and wrote something on

Alexa’s medical records.

“What’s wrong?”

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A deep and powerful voice sounded. Alexa was caught on the spot, and she looked away in panic.

She was crazy!

Alexa was stunned, and a flush went over her pale face.

“Are you unwell?”

Kieran asked. Clara became nervous too. They looked at Alexa at the same time.

“No… It’s not…”

Seeing that Alexa’s ears turned red, Clara gave out a knowing smile and glanced at Kieran.

“Well, I have a party tonight, so I will leave you two here.”

Clara managed to break this awkward situation. Alexa looked at her with great gratitude and shifted

the attention.

“Okay. Have fun.”

Watching Clara leave, Alexa breathed a sigh of relief.

But when Alexa turned around, she found that Kieran was looking at her more seriously than

before.

“Dr. Powell.”

Oh, crap. Kieran was still thinking about what had just happened.

“I’m sorry, I…”

Kieran leaned over, which startled Alexa, and she did not even dare to speak.

“What are you sorry about?”

“I’m sorry about your hand.” Alexa panicked as she organized her words. “That day…”

“Lying.” Kieran chuckled. The setting sun seemed to melt in his eyes. “I am a doctor. No lie could

escape my eyes.’

“Alright, I am just concerned about your hand. I am very sorry about that day. If you didn’t come, things wouldn’t have turned out this way.”

Kieran looked down for a moment, and he thought about some past memories.

“It’s nothing. I have done this before.”

“What?”

Alexa’s curiosity pulled Kieran back to his senses.

“You wouldn’t remember even if I told you.”

Kieran sounded joking, but Alexa took it seriously.

What did he mean by “wouldn’t remember”?

Had something happened between Kieran and her in the past?

Alexa was about to ask when Kieran stood up and took a few steps back.

“Alright, you need a good rest. Don’t overthink.”

Once Kieran left, the room fell silent.

Alexa did not like this place at all. She got down from the bed and walked out of the door.

Before she could open the door, the door opened, and then a tall and dark figure came behind the

door.

Alexa almost bumped into him. She looked up at him in confusion and dodged as if she had seen a

ghost.

“Are you coming in?” She fixed her clothes and said, “I’ll make way for you.”

Terrence’s eyes were cold, and his face was cold too, like ink.

From the moment he walked in the door, he had been staring at Alexa as if he could swallow her

alive.

When he heard the news of Alexa’s incident, he canceled the flight and rushed back to see her, but

so what?

“You were with Kieran just now, weren’t you?” Terrence squeezed out these words through gritted

teeth.

Alexa silently tied her shoelaces and walked out the door as if nothing had happened.

Terrence was so angry that he forced Alexa to get back.

Alexa knew he would do this. He would treat her like a docile lamb under complete control under

him.

The narrow hospital bed couldn’t bear the weight of two people at once, and it squeaked.

There was a hint of impatience in Alexa’s eyes as she narrowed her eyes and glanced at Terrence’s

collar.

There was a lip print on his collar, which was such a sexual area.

“You got a stain on your collar.” Alexa kindly reminded him.

Terrence’s face turned fierce, and he pressed Alexa’s hands on top of her head.

“Alexa, are you silly?” Terrence sneered coldly, “I have another woman. What does it have to do with you?”

“Of course, it has nothing to do with me. I just…”

“Were you with Kieran just now? I am asking you!”

Seeing Terrence so furious, Alexa smiled sweetly and said fearlessly.

“Why are you so afraid? According to your logic, it has nothing to do with you if I’m seeing another

man.”

Alexa was aware that she was provoking Terrence on purpose, and Terrence reacted just as she

thought.

“Alexa!” Terrence growled angrily, and his eyes turned red. “How dare you!”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Alexa was bold.

A cold smile appeared on Terrence’s tense face. It looked cruel and heartless.

“Do you think you can beat me by doing this?

“Who gave you the courage to speak like this in front of me?

“You think you are something, huh?”

When she heard Terrence’s words, Alexa’s eyes flickered with tears, but she still pressed her lips

together.

Alexa was afraid that she would cry out when she was not trying.

“What’s the point in doing this?” Alexa asked with a sob, “I am not your plaything.”

“You are not? Alexa, remember this. I bought you back. You are nothing but a plaything for me.” Terrence put his hands around Alexa’s chin.

“I want a divorce, Terrence. I want a divorce now!”

Alexa’s tears fell like beads, but Terrence did not show any pity, and his face became just colder.

“Divorce? That’s impossible.”

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