After he saw her lying on the bed, and she was so thin, the inexplicable anger in Terrence's heart immediately disappeared without a trace.
"Be good, okay?" His voice softened in an instant.
Alexa snorted and said in a huff, "No."
"You didn't feel well. Why did you hide it from me?"
"Hide it from you?" Alexa sighed tiredly. "You won't believe it even if I told you!"
"Kieran said that you got hurt before," Terrence asked seriously. "Why didn't I know that you were injured?"
"I got drunk last time and accidentally got hurt."
"Really?"
"Yes," Alexa said calmly. "You don't believe me?"
"I believe you," Terrence said. "Have a rest. I'll be back soon."
Then he went out quietly and closed the door.
Alexa covered her wound and walked a few laps in the ward. Then she walked to the table. Suddenly, her face darkened, and she overturned the dishes on the table.