We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez
Chapter 162

Chapter 162 She Won't Carry His Child

Brenton clenched the report, his heart surging with hatred.

He restrained himself for a long time.

Then he slowly said, "You had another check just now. Alexa, you are pregnant. It has been a month..."

"What?"

Alexa cried out in shock, and her breathing became heavy in an instant.

"Brenton, what did you say?"

Just telling her about this matter consumed all of Brenton's energy.

He felt that the sky was falling before him.

"Alexa... Is it Terrence's child?"

If she was pregnant, she must have an abortion.

Alexa remembered clearly what Terrence once said.

She covered her lower abdomen with her numb hand. Tears welled up in her eyes in an instant.

It was simply inconceivable. A baby was now inside her body.

However, she and this unborn child wouldn't be together for long.

She couldn't raise it up. Nor would Terrence accept it.

"The chemotherapy will affect your body." Brenton advised tactfully, "So this child..."

"I need an abortion, of course."

Alexa said lightly as she raised her head, her silent eyes dyed with coldness.

"How could I carry his child?"

"Alexa..." Brenton was a little surprised, but he agreed with her deep inside. "Have you made up

your mind?"

"Yes."

"Alright!"

Brenton tightened his grip on her hand, a trace of happiness flashing through the depths of his

heart.

"Don't worry, I will forever be here for you."

Alexa looked indifferent, emotionless.

Brenton had been observing Alexa's expression the entire time. Seeing her so calm, he immediately understood that Alexa was hiding something.

After all, they had been in close contact for so many years. He couldn't understand Alexa better.

"Alexa. Don't dwell on the past." Brenton said in a heavy tone, "After your illness is cured, let's

start a new life."

Alexa did not answer him immediately. She was as quiet as a porcelain doll, with only her thick and long eyelashes lightly fluttering.

Brenton didn't say anything else and quietly left the ward.

"Mr. Darrell, the people from the Ramsey family are gathered downstairs."

"What did you say?"

"Terrence came in person."

Brenton's body immediately burst out with a monstrous chill. He sneered disdainfully as he went

downstairs.

More than a dozen Rolls-Royce were quietly parked below the inpatient building. Terrence sat in the hall with arrogance and pride. The atmosphere was deathly silent.

"Tsk, I was wondering who it was," Brenton said darkly. "So it's my fiancée's ex-husband."

Terrence gave him a cold glance and gently opened his thin lips.

"Where is Alexa?"

"Mr. Ramsey, I suppose you don't know it yet. But Alexa is now pregnant with my child. Of course, I have to send her to a quiet place to take care of the baby."

As soon as Brenton finished speaking, the already silent atmosphere instantly burst out with sharp killing intent.

Terrence slowly got up with the vibe of heavy oppression, and his gloomy face added a sense of

death.

"What did you say?"

He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, restraining his emotions that were about to lose control. "Brenton, do you want to die?"

"We were going to get married," Brenton chuckled nonchalantly. "Isn't shotgun marriage a normal thing?"

Terrence completely lost his mind. He suddenly strode forward and grabbed Brenton by the collar and punched him hard.

A bruise instantly appeared on Brenton's face. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth and his cynical expression suddenly became sharp and shrill.

"Terrence, who do you think you are?"

Brenton was like a trapped beast, sparing no effort to vent the hatred in his heart.

Both of them had been ruthless, and neither of them had gained any advantage.

Terrence's meticulously dressed attire was completely messy, and his face was also stained, but his ruthless eyes swept coldly at the figure on the side.

Alexa came forward with a worried expression and stood in front of Brenton without a word.

Terrence was obviously a little stunned, but he quickly came back to his senses and sneered with a

cold smile.

"Terrence," Alexa spoke calmly, while her tone was extremely firm. "What are you doing here?"

"What do you think?" Terrence became gloomier. "Do you think you can escape?"

"Alexa, I will protect you." Brenton held Alexa in his arms. "Don't be afraid."

Terrence watched as Brenton clung tightly to her body, his face dark without a trace of warmth.

What a joke!

"Brenton, don't think that you can act rashly in front of me just because you have some money." Terrence looked up slightly. "Do you want to give it a try?"

When he heard about the money, Brenton's eyes clearly flashed a little.

He had just returned to the country. Now he needed a business breakthrough.

If Terrence deliberately targeted him, then it would be impossible for the Darrell Group to thrive in

New York.

However, there was no way out for him.

For Alexa, he could only give it his all!

"No matter what you want, Mr. Ramsey, I won't retreat."

"Heh."

Terrence smiled for an unknown reason as he casually looked at Alexa's pale little face.

"Come here."

Brenton's expression was extremely ugly when he heard Terrence's domineering order.

He protected Alexa even tighter, but the person in his arms took the initiative to leave his embrace.

"Alexa?" Brenton looked at her in disbelief.

Alexa squeezed out a pure smile from the bottom of her heart and nodded at him gratefully.

"Thank you for taking care of me for the past three days. We will meet again if we are meant to."

"But..." Brenton subconsciously grabbed Alexa's wrist. "Don't go."

Alexa shook her head weakly. She had already seen through everything.

"It's all destined."

"What about the child? How are you going to deal with it?"

Brenton's voice was very low, and he immediately caught the evasive look in Alexa's eyes.

Did she change her mind?

Brenton suddenly felt very afraid, but Alexa once again pushed his hand away and walked towards

Terrence without looking back.

"Alexa, don't go!"

This was the first time Brenton had begged someone in such a low voice, but Alexa seemed to not hear him. Her steps were extremely firm as she left.

He had managed to save her from the fire with great difficulty, and now he had to watch her

and suffer.

go

back

Terrence glanced at him with a warning gaze, and with a victorious posture, he rudely pulled Alexa

over.

Alexa staggered a few steps, and Brenton subconsciously wanted to go forward to help her, but he was restrained by Terrence's bodyguards. "Alexa, I will come and save you!"

Hearing Brenton's heart-wrenching scream, Alexa sighed silently and lowered her head to stare at the ground, thinking of something.

"He is coming to save you," Terrence sarcastically sneered. "How romantic! But he is a loser."

The person beside him did not say a word. Terrence became even angrier.

"What? Are you feeling sorry for him?" He sneered, "If you love him, then go with him.”

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