We Will Collide Someday

Chapter 404

Chapter 404 Would You Marry Me?

"Alexa..."

"They are watching us.”

Alexa received the handkerchief from Terrence and wiped her palm.

"You don't have to play a trick here. I don't believe your tears at all.” Alexa did not show respect for Zeke.

After that, Alexa directly took care of her dress and turned around to leave.

Zeke stood unmoved with astonishment and heard the gossip of the crowd.

"Why did he still try to get the family property as a child born out of marriage?”

"Ms. Duran was so tough."

"That's why she can become Mrs. Ramsey.”

But Alexa ignored the gossip. After dealing with Zeke, she held Terrence’s arm and left.

Then, Keyon and Christina hosted the party.

Alexa went to the lounge with Terrence.

As soon as no one could see them, Terrence hurried to pick her up on the waist.

"Put me down. I can walk on my own.”

"No," Terrence refused to let Alexa go, "you are not used to wearing high heels. Today, you have been wearing it for so long. You must be very uncomfortable."

"I'm not that weak."

Alexa smiled sweetly and put her arms around Terrence's neck.

Terrence put her on the sofa and then knelt on his knee. He carefully took off Alexa's high heels to massage her feet.

"Don't worry about me so much. I'm quite well."

"Of course, I will. Did you not sleep well last night?" Terrence asked because he cared a lot about Alexa.

"When I had Damarion in my belly before, I often had insomnia. I was used to it.

"The nutritionist said that I needed to recover slowly."

“Alright.”

Terrence massaged her for a while. Alexa was less exhausted.

After a few minutes, someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Alexa asked curiously.

Terrence got up and opened the door. The next moment, Alexa heard someone shouting.

"Daddy, Mommy!"

"Damar? I didn’t expect you to come,” Alexa said in surprise.

"Mr. Ramsey, Mrs. Ramsey. Mrs. Duran asked me to bring Damarion over," Yareli said, following behind Damarion.

"I see.” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Alexa nodded thoughtfully and then hugged Damarion with a smile.

It was the first time Damarion had attended such a banquet. Today, he wore a well-fitting children's suit and looked very adorable.

When they brought Damarion out of the hall, Christina even took the initiative to carry Damarion away.

From Christina's attitude, it could be seen that the Duran family valued such a lovely grandson very much.

Isobel was secretly watching them, and her face turned dark with anger.

Her son belonged to the Duran family, but the Ramsey family’s little bastard attracted everyone.

Isobel was not willing to show weakness and led Zeke to wander among the rich, but they showed respect for Isobel and Zeke just because of Alexa.

In the end, when getting prepared for taking a family photo, Christina did not even invite Zeke onto the stage.

The media found something wrong and surrounded Christina and her family members, as well as Isobel and Zeke.

"Sorry, no comment."

Terrence refused calmly, and in an instant, no one dared to find trouble with them anymore.

Instead, Isobel performed as if she was leading a miserable life in front of the camera.

Of course, they knew what Isobel was doing, but no one cared about these tricks that could not be counted as wise.

After walking out of the door, Christina finally reluctantly put Damarion down.

"Damarion, you have grown a lot taller. Grandma felt difficult to carry you," Christina said with deep affection.

Damarion sensibly held Christina's hand and slowed down to follow her.

"Watch out the stairs!"

Giselle suddenly shouted. Before anyone could react, she threw herself in front of Damarion.

Alexa was shocked.

But Damarion was protected in Giselle's arms, and nothing happened.

"Are you okay?" Giselle asked Damarion gently.

Damarion did not come to his senses for a while and looked at Giselle who was in front of him with confusion.

"Giselle."

Keyon quickly went forward to help her and Damarion stand up.

Damarion couldn't wait to jump into Terrence's arms, and Alexa asked Giselle.

"Ms. Niebergall, are you okay?”

Giselle smiled gently and answered.

"I'm fine. It's Damarion who might have been frightened by me."

"It doesn't matter. Thank you."

After thanking Giselle, they did not chat anymore. They farewell to each other.

After getting in the car, Terrence carefully examined Damarion.

“It's fine."

Only then did Alexa feel relieved.

"How could Giselle be aware of it? So, has she been watching Damarion all this time?" Terrence suddenly realized something and asked.

Alexa did not think too much about it. Instead, she held Damarion in her arms out of fear.

At the same moment, Keyon directly asked the driver to head for the hospital.

"It's fine," Giselle smiled helplessly, "it's just a scratching wound on the back of my hand. Don't be so nervous."

"It may be infected."

"Are you worried about me?"

“Of course."

Giselle kept laughing, and Keyon sighed helplessly.

"I don't know that you care so much about Damarion."

"He is a young boy," Giselle was in a good mood, "and he is indeed very cute."

Keyon knew what she meant.

"I have already contacted the gynecologist. Let's visit her this weekend."

"Keyon, does it mean that I should not be desperate?”

"Everything depends on fate. Don't make yourself under too much pressure."

They arrived at the hospital and happened to meet Thalia in the corridor.

"Well, nice to meet you. Are you here to visit Dr. McMillan?” Thalia took the initiative to greet them. Keyon didn't come specifically to find Finley, but Finley had just come back from his daily work.

Finley checked the wound on Giselle’s hand and allowed them to follow him into the consulting room.

Giselle only suffered a small injury and was quickly treated.

Keyon looked at Thalia, who was waiting by the side. He understood it and left with Giselle.

Finley got dressed up in another suit, and he finally looked more easygoing compared with his appearance when he was at work.

"Sorry," he said sincerely, "I promised you before that I would accompany you to watch a movie tonight. Is it too late now?"

"It doesn't matter.”

Thalia was not angry at all and held his arm intimately.

"The patients need you very much. You have been exhausted today. We can go to the movies next time.”

"I will make it up to you on our next date."

Thalia nodded and looked down at her toes. She then kept silent.

Finley knew that she must have words for him.

"Do you have a secret?"

"Yes," Thalia curled her lips, “it is about our relationship.”

"Is it because I haven't been a good boyfriend recently? You can tell me the fact directly."

"No. I just think that you've done too well, so..." Thalia hurriedly replied.

"So what?"

"So can you allow me to move to the next stage?"

Before Finley could understand it, Thalia hooked his ring finger with great interest.

"I want to get married," Thalia said. Then she asked directly, "Finley, would you marry me?"