Chapter 150 Sickness (1/2)

Sitting in the bathroom, she turned on the shower. Hester sat under the shower, weeping quietly. She had clearly said that she should be strong. However, she was able to easily break her disguise and could not fight back.

She put on her pajamas and stood in front of the mirror, looking at her red eyes and sighing slightly. She then lay down on the bed and put the wet towel on her eyes.

Since she had cried too many times and her eyes hurt, she followed the doctor's advice and kept putting ice on her face.

She was startled as she fell into a warm embrace. She waved her arms and struggled to get rid of him. His hand was so close to her chest that she could feel his hands burning.

The towel dropped from her eyes. Her eyes regained their light. Hester protested more intensely when she looked into Terence's deep eyes.

”Stop it!”

Holding her slender wrist, he was afraid of hurting her and stopped her with a frown. The cuffs slipped and her elbows were black and blue. It seemed to be caused by falling down, and she must have more on her body.

Hester struggled hard, so she did not hear him. His hand clamped tightly and she couldn't move. She laid stiffly on the bed with her back against his chest.

His eyes darkened and he felt a little annoyed. He forgot that she couldn't hear him. In a moment of desperation, he turned his back to her and spoke. He forced her to turn around and face him.

Seeing that Hester was frowning tightly, Terence felt a little helpless.

Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Her appearance kept lingering in his mind. Recalling every detail, he burst into laughter.

He had been dying to hear her say that she had nothing to do with it before. When he calmed down, he finally found the implication of her words.